Cast Down The Tyrant

Rise to fall
(Its) the meaning of all
The man knew that riding into the storm
Grows the oak from a little brown acorn
But it falls down too when its time has come.

So this man with a sword in his hands
He goes to the tyrants lair
A kingdom of blood and a kingdom of gloom
Is about to encounter its doom.

From evil men just evil deeds
Fruits of a poisoned tree
The hero goes straight to weed evils root
And the head of the tyrant is lost.

Rolls the tyrants head, my friend
Rolls and springs away from his golden throne
Now the tyrant knows
Rise to fall.

Let people feast, the hero is back
He carries a gift into a blood-red bag
The crowd hit the bottles and drink to his health
The guest now receives many hails.

Then from far away is gettin to town
A scary tale: a new tyrants rising unbound
The hero has no master, defender o subdued
A hail and hes riding again.

Rolls the tyrants head my friend
Rolls and springs away from his golden throne
Now the tyrant knows
Rise to fall.

Rise to fall
(Its) the meaning of all
The man knew that riding into the storm
Grows the oak from a little brown acorn
But it falls down too when its time has come.

Rolls the tyrants head my friend
Rolls and springs away from his golden throne.