When darkness falls on the city of the thieves and starlight kisses the golden domes He walks the streets of Arenjun Through the shadows of the Maul Beyond the temples of richness filled Behind the walls, upon a hill A silver tower arose in just one night To guard the secret of the Jewel This is the story of a necromancer in days of old Master of black arts, ruling with magic powers
He was taught the knowledge of past ages By an ancient god he holds captive in chains Blinded, wingless and tortured the slave is awaiting The coming of a man, the final spell Time has come! The final spell of blood and stone!
Entering the garden hair black as the night eyes of blue steel heathen from northern lands
A meeting with a stranger they call the king of thieves Beware of the prowlers that strike in deep silence
As the city dreams they climb the walls Reaching the tower's rim Shining of a thousand jewels blind the sight of the thieves so bold
Out of the chamber, Taurus falls dead Stricken by powers unknown Slaying the spider, Conan the brave He makes his way through the wizard's stronghold
Inside a darkened room he lies Descended from outer space Body of man, the eyes of an elephant cry The sword of the young barbarian strikes his heart To unleash the final enchantment
Time has come! The spell of the blood and the stone
The young man flees as the silver tower crumbles Gone is the reign of the necromancer As he turns his head and gazes at the sky Was it all real or just a strange dreamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
