Keeper of the Flame
Blackmore's Night Lyrics
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In the time of days long ago
The clattering beat of a horse on the street
He appeared from the fog like a ghost
I could feel him heading this way
A storm was filling the air
If the truth be told when the winds blow cold
No, the wild cannot be tamed
Keeper of the flame
We wondered what devil is this
Who appears from out of the mist
With a crack of a whip and a wave of his fist
He was cursed and I was bewitched
Haunted by seeing his face
Through the mirror, the smoke and the haze
So hard to see through the dark mystery
The illusion was part of the game
No, the wild cannot be tamed
Keeper of the flame
Be careful of what you wish for
And make sure when it knocks at your door
It'll be what you need, not some fantasy
That will haunt you forever more
Let it be what you need, not some fantasy
That will haunt you forever more
"Keeper of the Flame," by Blackmore's Night, is a song about a mysterious figure who appears out of the fog like a ghost. He is like a legend from days long ago, with the clattering beat of a horse on the street announcing his arrival. The singer can feel that the man is coming, and he senses that a storm is filling the air. As the winds blow cold, they warn of danger ahead, but the man cannot be tamed because he is the Keeper of the Flame.
The lyrics suggest that the Keeper of the Flame is a devilish figure, bewitching and cursed. He is an illusion in the dark mystery of the night, and his appearance is part of the game he plays. The singer has seen his face through the mirror, the smoke, and the haze, but still, he remains an enigma. The song's message is to be careful what you wish for because it may not be what you need. Fantasy can haunt you forevermore.
Overall, the lyrics of "Keeper of the Flame" paint a picture of a mysterious figure who cannot be tamed. He is an other-worldly presence, bewitching and beguiling, and the song suggests that he is not entirely human. The message to be wary of what you wish for ties into this theme, suggesting that the grass is not always greener on the other side.
Line by Line Meaning
Once was a legend of old
There was a legend long ago
In the time of days long ago
This happened a long time ago
The clattering beat of a horse on the street
The sound of a horse galloping on the street was heard
He appeared from the fog like a ghost
He came out of the fog and looked like a ghost
I could feel him heading this way
I had a feeling he was approaching
A storm was filling the air
There was a storm coming
If the truth be told when the winds blow cold
They are warning you to beware
Cold winds are a sign of danger
No, the wild cannot be tamed
Keeper of the flame
The forces of nature cannot be controlled
We wondered what devil is this
We were curious about this mysterious person
Who appears from out of the mist
Someone appeared from the fog
With a crack of a whip and a wave of his fist
He had a whip and made a gesture with his hand
He was cursed and I was bewitched
He was under a curse and I was enchanted by him
Haunted by seeing his face
I couldn't stop thinking about his face
Through the mirror, the smoke and the haze
I saw his face through a mirror, smoke, and haze
So hard to see through the dark mystery
It was difficult to understand the mysterious situation
The illusion was part of the game
The mystery was part of his plan
Be careful of what you wish for
Think carefully before making a wish
And make sure when it knocks at your door
Be sure of what you're welcoming into your life
It'll be what you need, not some fantasy
That will haunt you forever more
Make sure it's what you truly need, not just a fleeting desire that will cause you pain in the future
Let it be what you need, not some fantasy
That will haunt you forever more
Reinforcing the previous line's advice to choose wisely
Contributed by Peyton C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.