In golden ages, through castle walls A wounded blacksmith, who dreamed of more His pleasure fist, started to twitch and... Became possessed and then it stole his mind away – away Follow down the hole Entombed in a lifeless Dreaming of better days Hold on to a memory of... In golden ages, the battle close The weeping blacksmith, drops his blade and falls Screams echo tall, approaches deaths door Clinching to the one thing that he holds oh so dear Hold on – Stay away from angels' light My dear – I can't leave you, I must return to... My drawbridge (my favourite drawbridge) Transcends time (my favourite velvet drawbridge) Oh drawbridge (my favourite drawbridge) Forever mine (my favourite velvet drawbridge) In golden ages, through castle walls Immortal blacksmith, he conquers all Enemies slain, all hail the king His legend echoes through the metal that we sing