A Promise of Old - Stormwitch

Oh!

There you are dear, I’ve been looking today

Now come a bit near, I have something to say

I know how you’re feeling you’d like to think in peace

But hear my speaking, take good news from me

Come give me this thing, I need it, I said

I would like to use the ring to defend the flat

Why do you want it?

How can it help by destroying?

What do you think you’re doing?

No good, so hand me the ring!

No, Denetyde, you know my mind

A promise of old, a promise of mine!

It’s not what you say, your will can’t be true

I’ll just take, I’m stronger than you

Come listen to reason, more than you can bear

You don’t want to listen, I 'll stop playing fair

No Denetyde

As I swore this ring I would protect

With an aim the mountain I will treck

Then at last the fire I will find

My own past in this course of mine

Now I must go, I can’t wait anymore

All alone in search for freedom’s door

Must be done, at best will be done now

I must go as silent as I know right now

I know it better, alone I will be

Shall the ring be a gift for another?

Will I be free?