Now I tell you an ancient tale
Of an ancient man
From not such a distant land
Chivalry rode forth on his mighty horse
The crest of the church
Engraved upon his chest

Winding down this dizzy path
Towards the dragon´s lair
The howl of the wind screams beware
Your pulse starts to quicken
Your blood runs with fear
You feel the heat now rising
It tells the dragon´s near

Proud nomad of the past
Beware of yourself for
Your life won´t last
Proud Nomad of the past
Pride has killed a thousand
Men before you
Proud Nomad of the past
Beware of yourself for
Your life won´t last

Proud Nomad of the past
So let not this foolishness
Hold you in it´s grasp
Stop, beware, run for your life
Fear for your life
While there´s still time to choose
Halt don´t go near
Don´t you realize you have only one life
So don´t be a fool

But time and time again
I see it in their eyes
It´s the weakness of mortal men
They live by this creed
Though it will find them dead

Proud Nomad of the past
Beware of yourself for
Your life won´t last