my holy name Fight your holy war raise your mighty sword and ride You're the chosen face the evil son of holy ice Mighty warrior for the legend ride again from
: Run holy beloved horse on this peaceful day through these valleys kissed by light where peace is so rare So hardy trees let me hear your words about
: Cold is the winter snow falls down mystical lights dance in the sky to the winds of night Spell of the nature fill all my soul kiss with your wonderful
king for the land for the mountains for the green valleys where dragons fly for the glory the power to win the black lord I will search for the emerald sword
of me lightened by a mystic flame A new dimension I have to face beyond the gates I can not believe on what now I see when the two demons awake from the
: Day has gone but I'm still here with you my sweet rose my green hills beloved sea, lakes and sky beloved mother earth Silent land erase my thoughts
: Wise and mighty you are force of the earth Fierce becomes the sea at your command Winds of the south winds of the north let me hear your call Blow
: The dwarves of Lork are showing all their honour when you walk on the Gandor secret hill The dance for fire and wind and the stories about old kings
the moonlight bring the spell alive trought the sphere of sorrow lead my holy ride Titans of the desert face the warlord's pride fighters from the near
Great Swordmaster! and I ask the wind for the fall of the king...! INTO THE RAY OF THE SUN MARCH OUR HERO HUNTING THE DARKLORD REBORN FROM THE BLOOD
: The fading illusion the sirens' grey tears it's here in the cold air the town's tragic fear The breath of infernos the rise of the dead the portals
: Langue in me l'eco infranto al truce sguardo dell'angelo cieco rovina in me l'antica rima nel cuor del cigno ferito e morente... Cosmi di eternita
demons from their bloody Hell! So come mighty warrior to light the lost hope for Tharos the dragon and your cosmic soul... Now handle your emerald sword
written by them... the dead now lying on the sand FROM THE SILENT HILL WE SCREAM LOUD YOUR NAME MIGHTY POWER OF THE DRAGONFLAME FROM THE MOUNTAINS PROUD
glade with heart in hand Land of immortals I wait for my day to reach the wisdom of your skies Land of immortals you must belong to me from here to
: Face me evil bastards, smell the hate of angels Glory, pride and bloodshed Cowards and beholders, rapers of my wisdom mix of dust and bones Go back