Texty: Kamelot. Proud Nomad.

Now I tell you an ancient tale of an ancient man
From not such a distant land
With chivalry, rode forth on his mighty horse
The crest of the church engraved upon his chest

Winding down this dizzy path
Towards the dragon's lair
And howls of the wind scream, "Beware"

Your pulse starts to quicken
Your blood, it runs with fear
You feel the heat now rising
It tells the dragon's near

Proud nomad of the past
Beware of yourself for your life won't last
Proud nomad of the past
Pride has killed a thousand men before you

Proud nomad of the past
Beware of yourself for your life won't last
Proud nomad of the past
So let not foolishness hold you with its grasp

Stop, beware, run for your life
Fear for your life while there's still time to choose
Halt, don't go there, you don't realize
You've only one life, so don't be a fool

But time and time again, I see it in their eyes
It's the weakness of mortal men
They live by this creed though you'll still find them dead

Tell you an ancient tale of an ancient man
From not such a distant land
With chivalry rode forth on his mighty horse
The crest of the church engraved upon his chest

Proud nomad of the past
Beware of yourself for your life won't last
Proud nomad of the past
Pride has killed a thousand men before you

Proud nomad of the past
Beware of yourself for your life won't last
Proud nomad of the past
So let not foolishness hold you with its grasp

Nomad of the past
Beware of yourself for your life won't last