In the times of the warriors, swords, blood and honour

When tales of wizards and black magic became reality

When the period of never ending cruelty, the rulers just accept

But the creatures of the night retired to the outlands



Where love was known as a beautiful vision but hate and revenge

Were the first laws in every man's live

The time has come for some respectable warriors to lay down the sword

And to turn away from battles and death



He thought about the children and hoped they'll never see

The cruelty of the battles where thousands had to die

His sword lies down in honour and it didn't want to kill again

But the periods of peace sometimes fly away like the stormwind



The calm will not go on

The sword lies restless

The calm will not go on

The sword lies restless



The battle........is won...........but the dark age will return

Thousands......had to die......but it lives on and on

At that time they went together, afraid of nothing

They thought to be invincible, but they're not immortal

Blood was flowing like a river but they could be victorious

The battle is won, but the dark age will return



"Listen warrior...... in the past you have been victorious,

but the decisive battle is still before you.

The dark lord is now mightier than before,

and he will return with his armies of immortals to devour all live.

I will tell you what you have to do:

Do you remember............................"



"Well, there is no more time to loose

the sword has resteed long enough

let us put an army together

as big as the biggest mountain

as strong as the strongest giant

as mighty as the mightiest storm

and let us beat them with the blood of a dragon on our blades

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