Am G F Am Along a road in Hardorn, the place called Stony TorC G Dm Am G A fearful band of farmers flees karsite border warAm G Dm G A frighted band of farmers, their children and their wivesF Am G F G Am Seek refuge from a tyrant who wants more than just their livesC D C G Now up rides Herald Vanyel "Why then such haste" says heC G F C Now who is it persuing,who's anger do you flee?C G C G You are all of Hardorn why seek you Valdemar?F C D F G Am Is Festil no protection nor bide all his men too far?Am G F Am Oh Vanyel, Herald Vanyel, We flee now for our livesAm G Dm G Lord Nedran would enslave us, our childeren and our wivesAm G Dm G He'd give our souls to demons, our bodies to his menF Am G F G Am King Festil has not heeded or he happens not to kenC D C G Now up speaks Herald Vanyel,"The border is not far"C G F C But you are all fo Hardorn, and not of ValdemarC G C G You are not Rendale's people can call not on his throneF C D F G Am But damned if I will see you left so helpless on your ownAm G F Am So forth goes Herald Vanyel, and onward does he rideAm G Dm G On Stony Tor he waits then, Yfandes at his sideAm G Dm G With Nedran's men approaching, he calls out from on highF Am G F G Am You shall not pass, Lord Nedran, nay I shall not let you byC D C G Now only Herald Vanyel stands blocking Nedran's wayC G F C Now who are you, fool nothing, that dares to tell me nayC G C G Now up speaks Herald Vanyel, his voice like brittle glassF C D F G Am The Herald Mage called Vanyel and says I you shall not passAm G F Am Now there stands great Lord Nedran, behind him forty menAm G Dm G With wizard there beside him, he pales and speaks againAm G Dm G So you are Herald Vanyel this place is not your landF Am G F G Am So heed me Herald Vanyel and now turn aside your handAm G F Am Let be I'll give you silver and I shall give you goldAm G Dm G And I shall give you jewels fair that sparkle bright and boldAm G Dm G And I shall give you pearls, all treasures of the seaF Am G F G Am If you will turn aside here leaving these poor fools to meC D C G What need have I of silver with sweet Yfandes hereC G F C And all the gold I cherish is sunlight bright and clearC G C G The only jewel I treasure's a bright and shining starF C D F G Am I protect all helpless not just those of ValdemarAm G F Am Now I shall give you beauty, women slaves and menAm G Dm G And I shall give you power you'll never see againAm G Dm G And I shall give you mansions and I shall give you landF Am G F G Am If you will turn aside this day, aside and hold you handC D C G Now beauty held in bondage is beauty that is lostC G F C And land and mansions blood bought come too high at the costC G C G The power I have already, all power is a jadeF C D F G Am So turn ye back Lord Nedran if of me you are afraidAm G F Am Lord Nedran backs his stailion, his wizard he comes nighAm G Dm G Prepare youself bold Vanyel, for you shall surely dieAm G Dm G The wizard calls his demons, the demons he commandsF Am G F G Am And Vanyel, Herald Vanyel only raises empty handsAm G F Am The wizard calls his demons, the sky above turns blackAm G Dm G The demons strike at Vanyel, he stands and holds them backAm G Dm G The demons strike at Vanyel, they strike and hurt him soreF Am G F G Am But Vanyel stands defiantly to raise his hands once moreAm G F Am The sky itself desends now, upon bare Stony TorAm G Dm G Now hides the awful battle, the watchers see no moreAm G Dm G The wizard shouts in triuph, too soon he vents his mirthF Am G F G Am For Vanyel calls the lightning down and smites him to the earthAm G F Am The clouds of black have lifted and there on barren groundAm G Dm G Stands Vanyel, hurt yet victor, the demons tied and boundAm G Dm G He looks down at Lord Nedran, his eyes grow cold and bleakF Am G F G Am Now I shall give you Nedran all the power that you seekAm G F Am Vanyel frees the demons and Nedran screams with fearAm G Dm G He sets them on the Karsites who first had broght them hereAm G Dm G He sets them on the Karsites and on the Karsite landF Am G F G Am They look down on Lord Nedran and they do not stay there handC D C G Vanyel calls the farmers, "Go tell you near and far"C G F C How thus are served the tyrants who would take ValdemarC G C G I am the bane of demons, their quarry I defendF C D F G Am Thus Herals serve a foeman and thus Herald save a friend
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