Song of the Enchanted Souls

Song of the Enchanted Souls

In the forest where the whispers breathe,
Where moonlight dances through the leaves,
Elven queens with eyes like twilight skies,
Guard the path where ancient magic lies.

Dragons soaring on the winds of fate,
Breathing fire through the mountain gate,
Scales aglow like molten, blazing streams,
Guarding hearts that hold forgotten dreams.

Magical beings of myth and grace,
Guardians born from time and space,
Dream weavers where the legends grow,
Guiding souls through realms aglow.

Mermaids sing from crystal ocean caves,
Guiding ships through foaming, rolling waves,
Sprites that dance on petals kissed by dawn,
Bringing life where all hope seemed withdrawn.

Phoenix flames that light the endless sky,
Burning bright when stars begin to die,
Centaur clans that ride through fields of lore,
Chasing tales that heroes swore.

Magical beings of myth and grace,
Guardians born from time and space,
Dream weavers where the legends grow,
Guiding souls through realms aglow.

When mortal minds forget the light,
And doubt creeps in to steal the night,
Still they guard with hearts so bold,
Keeping dreams from growing cold.

When dawn awakens hearts so still,
And magic whispers through the hill,
Magical beings, fierce and kind,
Guard the light that legends bind.