Tears Of A Dying Angel Lyrics - Rain Of A Thousand Flames - Rhapsody

FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE, CANCRO 

SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA' 

MORTE NERA DENTRO ME 

SAD DARK ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE 

QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR 

FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE, CANCRO 

MORTE NERA DENTRO ME 

QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR 

SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA' 

SAD DARK ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE 

Yes, my dear friends, the sun shining on our beloved 

Akron none of us... none of us can sleep peacefully... 

from when the magic sword was handled by the black king 

lands seems to not be the same anymore... 

he's clearly preparing his plans of war to attack the 

the ancient towns of Elnor and Thorald 

people of these wonderful valleys... 

will be surely the first goals 

in his ambitious and cruel dream of conquest... 

Come mighty warrior... come to help your... your... 

the ancient words are going to be pronounced... 

Oh god!...oh god... no... 

They found it, they found it... 

thanks to the cosmic power of the emerald weapon 

the book of the dead kept by the dark angel is now 

open and the rites of blood are going to begin... 

Oh no, god!... oh no... I hear those damned words... 

I hear them... Necros, 

Dagma, Atra, Krona 

Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona... 

Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona... 

I hear them... Necros, 

Dagma, Atra, Krona... 

The abyss will soon spit out thousands of demoniac 

creatures and she will be back to lead them all...! 

Why? Why? The godforsaken bitch ancient servant of 

Kron will be free from the spell that was trapping her 

in the crytpts of the ghostland... what the fathers of 

my father were able to do is going to end... 

Oh yes, I knew it... I knew it! 

...the power of the emerald sword in the wrong hands 

I knew it! 

can lead to these tragic results... 

...the waves of the oceans will soon 

and if we don't organize 

become giants attacking our towns... 

a valid controffensive to stop those 

a tragic prelude to an announced... massacre! 

creatures this will only be a tragic... 

FUOCO, PIANTO, SANGUE, CANCRO 

MORTE NERA DENTRO ME 

SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA DI IDEALI SENZA ETA' 

QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR 

My dear Elnor, Thorald... the dark angel is now 

sheding his tears... 

...fight for your past, fight for 

your future... Elnor, Thorald... resist... resist!