Father Storm and the Search for Glory

Chorus:
Called by thunder, into glory ride,
Father Storm be our guide.
Stormseekers we are, all stand aside,
Father Storm it's our time.

Verses:
In the wake of the storm we ride. Trusted Brothers, side by side.
No ends, no limits, the way is free. So has it been, so will it always be.
Hail to you, you noble few. True to your goals, lest the Order falls.
Bound by the eternal call, purpose of your live, till time itself will fall.

Chorus

From the mist of the ages past, as long, as the future lasts.
We follow Moragai's call, spoken to his children, to stop their fall.
Though our founders are long gone, no regret, shown by the deeds we've done.
The holy search still stands, help up by restless hands.

Chorus

"Follow the storm", great Moragai spoke. "Find me there, your only hope".
Bless the old wolf, ancient god. All have faded, we have not.
Hammers, Keepers, Seekers bold. Might and knowledge, chance unfold.
Noble Council, leaders wise. Bravest Lords, none to stop the praise.

Chorus

Hail to the Hammers, defenders strong. He who attacks us, learns how he is wrong.
With his last breath, he will see, that the Order will be free.
Deadly warriors, masters of war. Your might equals an eternal star.
Through your deeds now, we feel safe. Hail to you, eternal brave.

Chorus

Hail to the Keepers of the Grail. Pray to the gods, that they'll never fail.
They guard wisdom more and more. Their skills only lock the door.
Strongest Powers you can name, guard them well, they are your fame.
Lords of wisdom, praise you all, weaker beings would simply fall.

Chorus

Hail to the Seekers, first of all. "Here be monsters" is your call.
Sneak past the dragon, steal it's scales. It's endless power with you fails.
Are there place where you haven't been? You saw things neither man nor god has seen.
Those who fear, are not your kind. To your wit, even death is blind.

Chorus

Hail to the Council, noble Lords. Masters of steel, spell and words.
Eternal praise you have earned, through your guidance we have learned.
Noblest of the noble, bravest of the brave. Your fame exceeds the grave.
Our lives we put in your hands. Through your deeds, the Order stands.

Chorus

So let it be, like the ancients told, those of the North, eternal bold.
Like Lord Arghail showed his few. "Let the Search begin anew".
Dragons of ignorance, demons of fear. Pierced by our will like a godly spear.
Lets unfurl our maps, raise our swords. United let us speak these words.

Chorus

"Hail new world, virgin fair. Your secrets beckon like golden hair.
Your treasures gleam like the greatest dawn, for this and more, we have come.
Hear us Moragai. We now swear, to best this world, on which we're here.
Let's fulfill our sincerest vow. The time to start the Search, is now."

Chorus

-- Being a song about a great band of people, for which the entry: "Here be Monsters" on a map is just an invitation.