The Paladins of The Petra

Time's sands slowly flow...

Shadow shifts to crescent moon, 

the lost lands of Tutankhamen... 

Deserts descend to deep blue lagoons.

Eyes and whispers flicker like sparks amongst the mist of the cascading coal skies.

The Paladins of the Petra draw close! 

Ghouls of the night morose! 

Cower, shiver and overdose!

Acquiesce, clamber from your caves. 

Your demons were but knaves, 

yonder a prettier picture nay.

Take my hand... 

Once more we'll cavort like amorous birds of prey.