Long ago when times were dark
The sages heard the call
And forged the holy blade
Of evil's bane
Only one with a righteous heart
Has the power to wield this sword
By the prophecy's sacred lore
Beam of light will cut through the shade
Born of magic
Sword of light
Was forged by ancient power
Crafted with wisdom
Drawn from stone
The sword of heroes
Tames the wicked one
To bring back the golden land
A hero answers evil's threats
To control all the land
Through frost and fire he rides
Steel drawn high
To extinguish the sparks of hate
To rise up before it's too late
The sword feeds upon the cruel
It's the key to a better world
Brighter than the flames of death
Glowing like the sun
Unsheathe the sword of hope
And fight with pride
Only one with a righteous heart
Has the power to wield this sword
By the prophecy's sacred lore
Beam of light will cut through the shade