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Rhymes of a Tragic Poem - The Gothic Saga
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Rhapsody of Fire
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I.Tears of a Dying Angel Fuoco, pianto, sangue, cancro Morte nera dentro me Sacra lotta dura cruda di ideali senza eta' Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur Sad dark angel write the poem's evil page Fuoco, pianto, sangue, cancro Morte nera dentro me Sacra lotta dura cruda di ideali senza eta' Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur Sad dark angel write the poem's evil page Yes, my dear friends, the sun shining on our beloved Lands seems to not be the same anymore... From when the magic sword was handled by the black king Akron none of us... None of us can sleep peacefully... He's clearly preparing his plans of war to attack the People of these wonderful valleys... The ancient towns of Elnor and Thorald Will be surely the first goals In his ambitious and cruel dream of conquest... Come mighty warrior... Come to help your... Your... Oh god!... Oh god... No... They found it, they found it... The ancient words are going to be pronounced... 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... Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona I hear them... 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 b*t*h 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 Creatures this will only be a tragic... A tragic prelude to an announced... Ma**acre! Fuoco (fuoco), pianto (pianto), sangue (sangue), cancro (cancro) Morte nera dentro me Sacra (sacra) lotta (lotta) dura (dura) cruda (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! II.Elnor’s Magic Valley III.The Poem’s Evil Page The silent willows keep the ancient stone Hidden behind that cryptic door Rituals of terror quake all the ghostland The bloody line now paints the cold floor The evil pages are almost written With the dark poison of flesh and bones Fire is raining on the grey mountains Waters are waiting for the last oath The way is open... Now they are coming Called by the blasphemous words of the lord ... And finally the violent waves announce their arrival And blood will soon be painting the beloved lamenting Ocean... The way is open... Now they are coming Called by the words... The words of the lord Ethereal harmonies spread through all the air... The unreal calm before Elnor's end... IV.The Wizard’s Last Rhymes The aim of the serpent, the serpent's creation Reveals itself now trough crystal spheres He's riding the waves as a real conqueror Colliding with ships, the ships of the kings He owns... Your sword! The emerald weapon, the steel of the heroes Flow the black tears of dark angels Your blade is now serving the dark (force...) The evil source of the unborn The truth is there... In this hands Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur Starless is my night, silent is my ride Trough the paradox of wishdom... To the sea of (souls) Nel silenzio tragiche realtà... Fire is blazing fast across the bloody red sea The sunlight is fading on him These are the wizard's last holy sights... The wizard's last rhymes We are reaching the brutal, the tragic dimension Led by reflections, reflections of death The ghost in the fog... Wander lamenting While violence devours my wasted brain Let me... Awake! The astral bewitchement is the fatal witness Of created surge of chaos I reflect the constellations' (fall) Now close your eyes and fight blind The moon is dying, don't fear his might Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur Starless is my night, silent is my ride Trough the paradox of wishdom... To the sea of (souls) Nel silenzio tragiche realtà... Fire is blazing fast across the bloody red sea The sunlight is fading on him These are the wizard's last holy sights... The poem's tragic rhymes Fierce blows the wind, infinite fires On Elnor sea... Hail to the king! He died as brave, oh valiant hero But so in vain, facing the storm... The storm! "And soon the snakes of the abys Swallowed the mighty woodship While the waves of the bloody ocean Were reaching the walls of the falling town..." My brother's limbs, food for those snakes The divine steel, deep under me Under me! Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur Trough the paradox of wishdom... To the sea of souls Starless is my night, silent is my ride Nel silenzio tragiche realtà... Fire is blazing fast across the bloody red sea The sunlight is fading on him These are the wizard's last holy sights... The poem's tragic rhymes Nel silenzio tragiche realtà... Fire is blazing fast across the bloody red sea The sunlight is fading on him These are the wizard's last holy sights... The poem's tragic rhymes [Instrumental outro]
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