And when the shining moon Ascends upon darkened lands And when the clouds are still Before the skies of glass The torch is burning bright leading us Towards the hills Where ancient gathering of Mortal souls is near
Our hearts are filled with pride We walk alone in mist Our dragonblood awakes Through darkness of the years The magic of this age So distant and forgotten Dwells within all that is lost And finds its way our...soul
The nature all around Has silenced all its speak The waiting is no more Our torches now unlit The priest and mage are ascending To upper throne The calling has begun and our dawn is born
Visions of ancient shrines Sounds of a long lost age The ghostly apparitions chant In our name Great and vast battlefields And fires scorching lands Prophecies unforgotten Lessons to bring the peace into our own realms
Let this magic Bring us strenght and wisdom To overcome This age of strife
The crown of the lord Shall be worn again By the one Who shall not deceive
He who seeks Only fame Shall burn in the fires of defeat Only heroes may walk these darkened lands
The true godlike power Is deep inside of yourself But you must know Where to look for itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
