The Tower of the Elephant

When darkness falls on the city of the thieves

and starlight kisses the golden domes

He walks the streets of Arenjun

Through the shadows of the Maul

Beyond the temples of richness filled

Behind the walls, upon a hill

A silver tower arose in just one night

To guard the secret of the Jewel

This is the story of a necromancer in days of old

Master of black arts, ruling with magic powers

He was taught the knowledge of past ages

By an ancient god he holds captive in chains

Blinded, wingless and tortured the slave is awaiting

The coming of a man, the final spell

Time has come!

The final spell of blood and stone!

Entering the garden

hair black as the night

eyes of blue steel

heathen from northern lands

A meeting with a stranger

they call the king of thieves

Beware of the prowlers

that strike in deep silence

As the city dreams they climb the walls

Reaching the tower's rim

Shining of a thousand jewels blind

the sight of the thieves so bold

Out of the chamber, Taurus falls dead

Stricken by powers unknown

Slaying the spider, Conan the brave

He makes his way through the wizard's stronghold

Inside a darkened room he lies

Descended from outer space

Body of man, the eyes of an elephant cry

The sword of the young barbarian strikes his heart

To unleash the final enchantment

Time has come!

The spell of the blood and the stone

The young man flees as the silver tower crumbles

Gone is the reign of the necromancer

As he turns his head and gazes at the sky

Was it all real or just a strange dream