Keeper of the Flame
Once was a legend of oldIn a time of days long agoThe clattering beat of a horse on the streetHe appeared from the fog like a ghost
I could feel him heading this wayA storm was filling the airIf truth will be told when the winds blow coldThey are warning you to beware
No the wild cannot be tamedKeeper of the flame
We wondered what devil is thisWho appears from out of the mistWith a crack of a whip and a wave of his fistHe was cursed and I was bewitched
Haunted by seeing his faceThrough the mirror, the smoke and the hazeSo hard to see through the dark mysteryThe illusion was part of the game
No the wild cannot be tamedKeeper of the flame
Be careful of what you wish forAnd make sure when it knocks at your doorIt'll be what you need, not some fantasyThat will haunt you forever moreLet it be what you need,Not some fantasy that will haunt you forever more