Gather close and I'll tell you some tales Passed down to me through time Told through poems and pages And now through songs of mine Of lonely gods Men who beat the odds And lovers torn apart Of cunning beasts And cruel defeats And burning, broken hearts Oh, muse, I pray, let my serenades Bring to life the stories I portray Sing in me muse, and through me tell the story Of life and love and death and war and glory