Ancient ruins clawing at the sky But cold black earth is their fate Once strong Obelisks in shards now lie All that is will decay
Weapons and tomes lay buried in ground Where lives of men bled dry I carve through an archive of carnage in the earth With a sharp-as-knife raven eye Lo, I have found a crystal orb Shimmering in midday glare As my finger grazed that cold smooth sphere My mind was no longer there....
Battle is raging on the frozen lake A sheet of ice, cloaked in night Running red, bleeding life Thousands of men driven mad by their hate Mages cast spells at a blinding rate
The clash of swords is deafening Yielding only to ravenous roar of Dragons and Wyverns soaring through the sky No prisoners, legions shall die
Remnants of an Arcane War
Rain of dragons blood adorns my face The horns of battle, they resonate Trapped on the field no way to escape Grasping a sword I join the fray Felled by a blow I lay, facing stars A carcass falls to me from afar A dragon's corpse is falling apart The spear like horn passes through my heart
I come to in familiar time But all is fading to a blistering white In my last tattered seconds of life I see the orb is gone from our timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
