she has the beauty of the devil how strong is the temptation to see her face monster with hair made of living snakes their whistle seduce my soul
Into the light of the dawn to all my brothers I swear fear, death and sorrow won't live tomorrow red blood boiling in my veins my heart pumping
step by step walking to your land one by one all your walls will fall...you will fall dust to dust you will return to the ground face to face with
pillar of the dark forces of chaos perfect symbol of might and bestiality fantastic monster...looking for warriors to fight being neither fully human
It is the end of time My friends my land are died It is the end of time It is the end of life My eyes have seen so many crimes It is the end of
follow me my friends for the land for the ground the misty forest victory in my hands fight until the end together forever to win the last quest far
today I fight for tomorrow now comes the fate of the hero this is my last battle I know sun shines over the shadow can my sword carry the final victory
cum prima luce when the morning mist covers my land somewhere in a mystic forest a wonderful glade behind the trees as pure as the water which flows
songs of fairies don't rise up from the glade golden sun into the darkness fades i remember the whisper of cold wind in the trees carrying the sweet
sometimes wizard or scholar of the se-cret forces of darkness looking for ab-solute..know-ledge in the depths of cosmos he has found /the power/ and
all I see around me makes my sorrow stronger the sky is crying on my land all which was still shining has now become darker the tears of angel are
