And the trees.   Yes the trees.   Spoke to me.   Of a glorious land beyond across the sea,   Where I would become known to thee.   As the child of prophecy,   Fullfilling my everchanging destiny.   For the lands were stained with misery In the lands across the sea,   Men of day and spirits by night ,   Filled the forests with their evil might .   And far from thine sight,   Sat a king of darkness whom they said I must smite.   Residing upon a dragon of black,   The corpses of innocents he would stack.   For age was weak to him with it's grasp,   No more to him than a fabled rasp.   And so they said it was destiny,   For me to save the land across the sea.