Lux triumphans
'At the court of king
Chaos only blood
can write its own
tragedy...'
Mighty warriors from
the silver hills
march, all led by
golden winds
Elves and trolls from
holy mystic woods
run through the last
snow
He's now coming from
the middle lands
handling proud his
magic sword
Glory, pride and
honor ride with him
Burns the flame of
north
They will all meet in
the Kazar ruins
not so far from
Ancelot
In the temple of the
fallen one
their hope will be
born...
Born from the asches
of ancient glory... Born!
They all hail the
mighty chosen one
reaching the skies
with their cry
They are ready to
reach Ancelot
Arwald's calling
loud...
'Glory ride with us!
Lux triumphans!
Magic and steelgods
lead us to a new dawn...'
Dawn of victory
Fire is raging on the
battlefield
while Arwald is
fighting the war of the kings
The army of Dargor,
the thunder, the storm...
so people are calling
the brave and his sword
No time left to save
the wise throne!
Shades of a past not
so far to forget
the rise of the
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!
For Ancelot
the ancient cross of
war
for the holy town of
gods
Gloria, gloria
perpetua
in this dawn of
victory
The ride of the dead
and their practice of pain
is pounding in him as
a terrific quake
You're closer and
closer now follow their smell
with your holy armour
the steel in your hand
Fly angel of bloody
revenge!
For Ancelot
the ancient cross of
war
for the holy town of
gods
Gloria, gloria
perpetua
in this dawn of
victory
Tragic and furious
the clash of the steel of the gods
and so magic the
power, the sword in his valorous hands
Oceans of fire are
blasting the throne of the demons
and from distant red
skies the thunders are calling
his name
the name of the
master of pain!
For Ancelot
the ancient cross of
war
for the holy town of
gods
Gloria, gloria
perpetua
in this dawn of
victory
Triumph for my magic
steel
Flies to where old
dragons are lying
the cry for the
triumph for my magic sword
Burns the pride of my
mighty conscience
while rises the
sceptre of our wise lord
So thunder and storm,
the rage of the sword
the fury of my war
The axe of the dwarf,
the blood on the stone
the scream for the
eternal
Rage in the wind at
the triumph for my magic steel
you will taste the
blade of the ancient sword... and
Rage in the wind at
the triumph for my magic steel
led by hundreds of
mighty and fallen lords
Dead, laments and
unholy sorrow
The heads of the
fallen are staining the snow
May this be the last
hated cruel war
I'm looking at my
skies but they answer not!
So thunder and storm,
the rage of the sword
the fury of my war
The axe of the dwarf,
the blood on the stone
the scream for the
eternal
Rage in the wind at
the triumph for my magic steel
you will taste the
blade of the ancient sword... and
Rage in the wind at
the triumph for my magic steel
led by hundreds of
mighty and fallen brave lords
Old cathedrals dusty
and graves where nest the seeds of holy victory
Blood from the crypts
gushing out to drown the deadly cosmic enemy
Steel all around for
the king and his crown
Winds of the dawn are
caressing us all...
Ancelot smiles at the
knights' epic cry
Thanks to the old and
their emerald sword
The kingdom is now
hailing the triumph over Dargor
all... of all!
The village of
dwarves
The dwarves of Lork
are showing all their honour
when you walk on the
Gandor secret hill
The dance for the
fire and wind
and the stories about
old kings
are pleasing our
brave lords
down in the village
of dwarves
The elves are playing
under timeless willows
white blue and red
paint all my beloved land
The dance for the
fire and wind
and the stories about
old kings
are pleasing our
brave lords
down in the village
of dwarves
The eagle's eye is
hiding something tragic
but in this night the
red wine rules in me
The dance for the
fire and wind
and the stories about
old kings
are pleasing our
brave lords
down in the village
of dwarves
And all night long me
Arwald and Aresius
we speak, we laugh,
we honor our king.
The dance for the
fire and wind
and the stories about
old kings
are pleasing our
brave lords
down in the village
of dwarves
And time has come now
to ride
before the end of the
night
the march of the
swordmaster
to the unholy fight
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 forever for the
demonknights
Fire's rising to
valleys of death
While shadows are
rising from bloody hells
Fire's riding to
Hargor, the town
Where evil and terror
conquered the clouds
We sing to the wind
the legend of the king
To spread out heart
to the kingdom of dust
Where heroes are
lost, where now reigns the
shadowlord
Carved in shadow is
his magic throne
Kron disciple nor
extreme at all
Gothic his kingdom
told by old jesters
Pride and terror live
together in his stormy heart
Fire's rising to
valleys of death
While shadows are
rising from bloody hells
Fire's riding to
Hargor, the town
Where evil and terror
conquered the clouds
We sing to the wind
the legend of the king
To spread out heart
to the kingdom of dust
Where heroes are
lost, where now reigns the shadowlord
Cry with me to fill
the crystal sea
Cry for all the
victims of these stones
Shed your tears to
fill the silent fall
And wash it in your
swords
Fire's rising to
valleys of death
While shadows are
rising from bloody hells
Fire's riding to
Hargor, the town
Where evil and terror
conquered the clouds
We sing to the wind
the legend of the king
To spread out heart
to the kingdom of dust
Where heroes are
lost, where now reigns the shadowlord
The bloody rage of
the titans
Between my trees the
unicorn runs
from the highest
mountains the water falls
Flowers and plants
now caress my eyes
along these holy
valleys kissed by light
And I am victim of
this spell
wonderful symphony of
enchanted lands...
The whisper of spring
is now carried by winds
the winds from the
land of the fire
Where peace is a gift
from the king of the kings
It seems so strongly
unreal... unreal!
Dragons and demons
beware!
It's the rage of the
titans...
Is the titans' bloody
rage!
Warlords and
steelgods beware!
It's the rage of the
titans...
Is the titans' bloody
rage
The oak, my sister,
smiles at the sun
now free from the
weight of winter
The eagles fly from
mountain to mountain
enchanting my
heart... brave heart!
Dragons and demons
beware!
It's the rage of the
titans...
Is the titans' bloody
rage!
Warlords and
steelgods beware!
It's the rage of the
titans...
Is the titans' bloody
rage
Holy thunderforce
Face me evil bastard,
smell the hate of angels
Glory, pride and
bloodshed
Cowards and
beholders, rapers of my wisdom
mix and dust of bones
Go back to your
abyss, Algalord will not fall
but your heads will
soon roll
Test the blade of
heroes, fury of the thunder
hit my golden shiled
So we'll fight
against the wind for the glory of the kings
to defeat the evil
enemies
And we'll ride with
our lord for the power and the throne
in the name if holy
thunderforce
Arwald and Aresius
with the nordic warrior
on their way to
Hargor
Chaos and oblivion,
turmoil and disorder
will have now their
name
The last fallen
heroes will defeat your forces
Thousand spirits
calling
On the furthest
mountain I will see your fire
quenched by holy
frost!
So we'll fight
against the wind for the glory of the kings
to defeat the evil
enemies
And we'll ride with
our lord for the power and the throne
in the name if holy
thunderforce
Trolls in the dark
Instrumental
The last winged
unicorn
The seven red flames
of the cave
are lightning the
horrible totture
constricted to see he
regrets
to have had the life
from his god
Arlin sheds black
tears supporting the terrible rape
the fury of the sons
of the thunder
is breaking the
mystical chain
Arwald falls so to
his knees
while Akron the black
king is laughing
the princess falls
down on the stones
with no breath of
life anymore
May your ambition
lead you to the unholy name
So my soul will fight
you forever
in one of the many
new hells
From the holy sea of
golden flames
flies the last winged
unicorn
With its magic breat
of innocence
rising to the crystal
throne
Skies are spitting
holy fire wisdom cries and deadly
whispers flow
Flow down to silent
mystic shores
Shores of spirits
thirst for vengeance waiting for their
holy crystal gate
Gate to the sunny
holy lands
"Lands of a
timeless world...
an enchanted timeless
world like no other...
there where magic
flowers paint the cosmic landscape
and noone knows the
word... pain!"
Tears of blood and
sadness formed the wonderful
silent lake
Swans and birds in
water games will call Airin's
name... her name!
And now is the time
to decide
on a way to escape
from the cavern
the old silver chains
on the wall
are now also trapping
their souls
Airin my princess I
can not endure all my pain
but I swear to you on
my proud name...
you'll open the
mystical gate!
From the holy sea of
golden flames
flies the last winged
unicorn
With its magic breat
of innocence
rising to the crystal
throne
The mighty rie of the
firelord
Cruel Akron bloody
bastard I now spit on you
You can turn my bones
to black ash but I'll move the moon
I will light your
evil kingdom
and your heart will
burn in flames
Mutilated or
dismembered
we'll soon rise to
eat your brain
You will pay for your
victims and for Airin's bloody rape
For Arwald my dear
friend and all my crying wasted land
I call the rage of my
dead
I call the black
angels' tears
Also Dargor can't
endure all... goes out from the cave
while the demons take
the hero for their magic game
Gods of earth save me
from madness
from these rites of
total shame
while descenting in
the red flame
Arwald dies but not
in vain
They will pay for
this nightmare, for the symphony of pain
For Airin, my dead
friend and all my crying wasted land
I call the Tharos'
fire
I call the thunder
roar
Raise your voice and
ride all
ride all brave, raise
your sword to the sky
and sing the epic
symphony
for the mighty and
proud firelord
Arwald's acid broke
the silver chains
before his very last
breath
Akron laughing really
doesn't know what now waits for him...
Gods are raging
leading my red steel
heads and limbs are
falling down
It's in me the mystic
messenger bringer of revenge
"Black angel, I
call you! King Chaos is raging
in the torment of my
heart...
I call the holy
earthquake to end this bloody hell!"
Gods are raging
leading my red steel
heads and limbs are
falling down
It's in me the mystic
messenger bringer of revenge
while she comes,
beloved sunlight
On the river known as
Aigor
our hero found his way
All the demons
desperately
search for him now
but in vain
They will pay for
this nightmare, for the symphony pf pain
For Airin, my dead
friend and all my crying wasted land
I call the Tharos'
fire
I call the thunder
roar
Raise your voice and
ride all
ride all brave, raise
your sword to the sky
and sing the epic
symphony
for the mighty and
proud firelord