Soren
I’m the priest of the sum
I’m the healer of the goods
And if your blade don’t cut so good
I can put a good word on you
I came from outer plane
To spread a word of true
For people that are not enough
Lucky to understand
If you don’t like my faith
Don’t say a word, get out of my way
You can’t do mistake
If every day honour your faith
And you’ll be alive
You’ll survive...
“In the dengerous take a look at Pelor
His sun brings the light into his manor
Raise your hands take his rays on your head
Let me bless you, we have no fear at all!”