( - A. Bouchard - J. Bouchard - )
See them standing in the foothills
Waiting for the kill
On wings of fear the terror sweeps
Into the city streets
To defend, this is the pact
But when life's scorned
And damage done
To avenge, this is the pact
On wings of vengeance Taarna finds them,
Dead before barbarians
To defend, this is the pact
But when life's scorned
And damage done
To avenge, this is the pact
Flying over the oasis,
She is captured and they pull her down:
"Feeling dead from thin air
Close my eyes and I am there
I feel I'm falling down in a deep, dark pit..."
"Pull him down" the soldier said, "I'll put an arrow in his head"
But the bird flew off instead, to save his master
On his back she fled
Riding her bird, high in the saddle
She gets her chance to fulfil the pact now
As their leader swoops through the clouds
She sticks him with her sword, then she throws him down
"You have killed me, I am dying,
you have killed me, I am dying..."
To defend, this is the pact
But when life's scorned
And damage done
To avenge, this is the pact |