Enchanted

And one day in a long time ago

There was a man that lived by his own

His name was Dale and he had a passion

To build the symphony of God was his mission

He had a magical flute in his hands

He had the knowledge to play it like no other man

He amused the people that heard his beautiful songs

And some of them had come in purpose from far beyond

Every day Dale walked through the village where he had born

Playing in the flute the melodies that he had learn

Dale played every day to please his god

"I must keep playing until he hears me"

He thought!

Listening to the music that Dale was playing

The Devil came outside to see the man that he was hearing

Disguised has an old man he spoke to him

"Are you the man that plays this beautiful song I ear?"

Dale said, "If you like it I will play it again"

But the old man putted a paper in Dale's hand

"If you have the knowledge to play this beautiful song

You won't regret to hear this melody so strong"

Dale looked to the paper it had notes on it,

Near them was an old aged rock where Dale would sit,

He putted the paper between his legs,

and the flute near his lips,

And so he begun to play the melody

that the devil brought from the deeps