Lief Thylo

(Sung to a rousing, adventurous tune) Hear now the tale of Lief, The Empyreal Fang. A demon hunter fierce, Whose name the fiends hang. With greatsword in hand, And shield that gleams bright. He strikes down the evil, With all his might. His faith in Grimmjaw, Is strong and true. Divine power courses, Through his body anew. He heals the wounded, And smites the wicked. No demon can stand, When Lief's wrath is kicked. A skilled tracker is he, Through mountains and woods. He'll follow his quarry, Till the evil is good. His knowledge of magic, Is vast and wide. He'll counter the spells, That the demons hide. Though his mission is grim, His heart is pure. He offers redemption, To those who will tour. A leader and mentor, To all who will see. Lief guides them from darkness, Towards light so free. So sing now the praises, Of Lief, the demon slayer. His legend will live, For many a layer.