Dragon RiderThe sun is set; the moon and stars arise,
Lead Vocals: Mark McLemore
Pre-Chorus (High) Lead Vocals: John Martin
Epilogue Lead Vocals: Adam Chance
Narration: Edward Randell
Arr. Mark McLemore, with gratitude to shred guitar consultant Robert Hamner
Vocal Percussion: Dave Baumgartner
Vocal Lead Guitar: Ed Boyer
the earth enshrouded in her evening mist.
Mounting up, the Saurian Lord takes to the skies
with the GRAND IRE ROD in his fist.
And this rod, forged amid the earth,
hardened by the stroke of Vulcan’s hammer,
is his right: scepter of the gods.
With it, he protects the whole of man!
Dragon Rider, arise! Take your midnight flight.
Dragon Rider, eyes of fabled dragon sight.
O Dragon Rider, summon the flames to give you light.
Dragon Rider, Lord and Master of the Skies!
On the moor, in the hallowed hall
where the land’s great warriors do feast,
and from the Bowl of Gods, quaff the heroes’ mead
to honor their Protector and his Beast!
And this Beast stalks the firmament,
loyal to the purpose of his Master;
Ushers foes to a fiery grave.
Seals them in the tomb with breath ablaze.
NO ONE KNOWS WHO HE WAS OR WHERE HE FOUND A DRAGON.
HISTORY HAS SINCE FORGOTTEN HIM, BUT THE RIDER LIVES ON,
BEARING HIS WEIGHTY ROD FOR THE SALVATION OF MORTAL MAN.
All is well, but honor does not die
before the scourge of evil rise again.
As kings before, the good king summons, with a word,
the Rider with the Beast at his command.
And these rulers of yesteryear—
tales be told through ages of their glory:
how they fought at the Rider’s side,
honor graven deep within their wounds.
Go back to Sicut tempus fugit, Track 9 of Southern Autumn Nostalgia, to get the full story of the Dragon Rider from the beginning.