Battle Cry Lyrics - Singles - Opera Ix

Impotently at the end of an era we assist 

As a last rampart we protect the ancient wisdom 

Our valour multiply our blades 

But this is not enough 

Falsehood and treason have reduced our lines 

And increased the ones of the enemy of the ancient gods 

Their thirst of lands and power will bring death and destruction for centuries to come 

The gods, offended by whom have blackened them, have forget us 

As two terrible dragons battle arrays clash 

One white as his prophet's livery, tint in nothingness and emptiness of his sentences 

The other one red, as shame and rage for thousand years of eggression endured 

Through sparks and flames, bloody rivers flood through the green plains 

The schock is terrible and many sons of the earth lost their lives on the field 

Brother they were, now full of hate infused by the priests of the god of the desert 

For a supposed difference of belives 

The white dragon dispers and disbound his enemies, divouring them with fierce 

Without mercy, without honour! 

And after our killing, they convert our sons with tortures 

They fill our sons hearts with fear and suspect, hate and ignorance 

Another era will have to pass over 

But nothing is linear in the circle of time 

The wyrd repeat himself and the forgotten forces will free themselves 

Gathering our sacrifice!