Prophets Dukes and Nomads

A million miles and we’re riding high
To fight the dragons from an era long gone by
A lifetime never lasted so long
Thundering horses bolt away to worlds beyond
We curse the Nomads as they’re riding away
Arrows flying through the sky so dark and gray
The battle rages before the dawn
We feel the dragon’s fire
Prophets, Dukes and Nomads
And strong will live, but some fade away
Figures along the highway.
And the Dukes want to take control
They conjure black magic while procuring your soul
And psychic Prophets with their visions to tell
Reveal a path to the stars in their magic spells.
The battle rages before the dawn
We feel the dragon’s fire
Prophets, Dukes and Nomads
Where the strong will live but some fade away
Figures along the highway.
Prophets, Dukes and Nomads…