At the bottom of a hole
The dark night of my soul
I heard a story about a hidden
Treasure trove of gold.
A path into a mountain
Unstable and uncertain
A long dark and dirty road
To a sleeping Dragon.
(Chorus)
A wise man once told me there will always be war
From the battles in yourself to the theater of stars
Conquer your mind and then you will find
A treasure trove of corridors to a new life
And beware of Dragons
There be Dragons.
In the darkest depths of night
By cover of new moonlight
Power comes not from the blow
But knowing when to strike.
Look weak when strong
And big when small
The supreme art of war wins
Without fighting at all.
(Chorus)
A wise man once told me there will always be war
From the battles in yourself to the theater of stars
Conquer your mind and then you will find
A treasure trove of corridors to a new life
And beware of Dragons
There be Dragons.
At the bottom that hole
Tired, hungry and cold
I'v come so far so I triple down
Now low and behold.
A cavern of wealth
And no dragon around at all
Exhausted from the journey
I sleep among the gold.
(Chorus)
A wise man once told me there will always be war
From the battles in yourself to the theater of stars
Conquer your mind and then you will find
A treasure trove of corridors to a new life
And beware of Dragons
There be Dragons.
There be Dragons
There be Dragons