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.
Male sit tibi tenebrarum rex. ab initio ad finem sacra ultio. cruenta pugna et epicus furor. contra mali discipulos. . Ad perpetuam gloriam lucis. furor ira tenax.
The dwarves of Lork are showing all their honour. When you walk on the Gandor secret hill. . The dance for fire and wind. And the stories about old kings.
Wise and mighty you are force of the earth. Fierce becomes the sea at your command. Winds of the south winds of the north. let me hear your call. Blow on my heart filling my soul.
Mirrors reflecting. The broken illusion of one lost. And sinful mind's eye. Protect me while caught in this dark world of fear. And fading hope. My soul is worn.