When the winds of ice are raging And the sun departs for night There's a thousand eyes upon you But no one sees your plight Oh no mercy hath the darkness No love or heavens rain You can feel the sound of anguish Hear the cries of screaming pain
We are the guardians of the flame Masters of the ancient rites Our duty was ordained To protect the realm of light
If you cross the gates of wisdom Beware of the outer sign Here the wolves of war are feasting And on who knows what they dine! Oh if your courage doth forsake you Invoke thy masters name We come with swords of fire To banish the profane
Oh, we are the ones who check the forces of evil Flames fly from our hands to engulf The bastard called sin War, rains through the skies Our wrath shakes the pillars of heaven, now The jackal is slain, fountains of blood drench the land Come light up the torch, we have returned victorious
All's well in the world tonight Sweet dreams from the palace of light Sleep well, my childrenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
