: Deep in a forest in a magic world There lived a witch who heard the certain call Of mother earth who dies and will fall If nobody starts the holy war
: From outer space he came to this world To conquer and rule ? nothing is safe To suck it out like a spider a fly By his mental strength he controls
: Death creeps up, So agonizing and slowly?? The wine of death pours out of its wounds - Slowly its source of life runs dry. Pictures from old times
: A last silent cry, Cried out by millions of people. The certainty to be close to death. The souls escape from the dying ones, They flee and come to
: In the old times They lived on this world Majestic creatures Blessed by the gods High in the sky Down in their caves They created and reigned A world
: Created by a bad character ? Something was born ? it shouldn?t have. Against nature, against all life. Balthasar laughs and releases them. Deep in
: Once a time without pain Through spiritual darts A time of untouched nature No sign of hate in earthly hearts Dragon wings in the sunlight Silence
: Reborn by the power of the sword. Revived at the magic halls of time. With the might of the hammer, the bow, axe and sword. Neither fire nor ice,
: Deep in the caves Of hills and mountains We are the string for blood The first one on his throne The conqueror of this world Is our lord [Bridge:]
: Dreams of might and force, Born out of craving for power. He wanted to establish himself in front of his master. In order to conquer he created new
Deep in the caves Of hills and mountains We are the string for blood The first one on his throne The conqueror of this world Is our lord [Bridge:] He
In the old times They lived on this world Majestic creatures Blessed by the gods High in the sky Down in their caves They created and reigned A world
Created by a bad character ? Something was born ? it shouldn?t have. Against nature, against all life. Balthasar laughs and releases them. Deep in the
Once a time without pain Through spiritual darts A time of untouched nature No sign of hate in earthly hearts Dragon wings in the sunlight Silence in
Death creeps up, So agonizing and slowly?? The wine of death pours out of its wounds - Slowly its source of life runs dry. Pictures from old times: ?
From outer space he came to this world To conquer and rule ? nothing is safe To suck it out like a spider a fly By his mental strength he controls The
Reborn by the power of the sword. Revived at the magic halls of time. With the might of the hammer, the bow, axe and sword. Neither fire nor ice, steel
A last silent cry, Cried out by millions of people. The certainty to be close to death. The souls escape from the dying ones, They flee and come to
