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Rhapsody Dargor Shadowlord Of The Black Mountain

Not so far from the wide dragonland Where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate Dargor is marching with the poor Airin There where dark has ruled

Not so far from the dragonland where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate Dargor is marching with the poor Airin there where dark has ruled forever

Traduction: Rhapsodie. Dargor, Shadowlord de la Montagne Noire [Extended Version].

: [Turilli / Staropoli] Mighty and brave is the fighter of shade He's prince of the darklands... Dargor his name Adopted by Vankar, old wizard of Helm

Not so far from the wide dragonland Where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate Dargor is marching with the poor Airin There where dark has ruled