rhapsody - dawn of victory

fire is raging on the battlefield

while arwald is fighting the war of the kings

the army of dargor, the thunder, the storm...

so people are calling the brave and his sword

no time left to save the wise throne!

shades of a past not so far to forget...

the rise of the demons from their bloody hell!

so come mighty warrior to light the lost hope

for tharos the dragon and your cosmic soul...

now handle your emerald sword!



for ancelot

the ancient cross of war

for the holy town of gods

gloria, gloria perpetua

in this dawn of victory



the ride of the dead and their practice of pain

is pounding in him as a terrific quake

you're closer and closer now follow their smell

with your holy armour the steel in your hand

fly angel of bloody revenge!



for ancelot

the ancient cross of war

for the holy town of gods

gloria, gloria perpetua

in this dawn of victory



tragic and furious the clash of the steel of the gods

and so magic the power, the sword in his valorous hands

oceans of fire are blasting the throne of the demons

and from distant red skies the thunders are calling his name

the name of the master of pain!



for ancelot

the ancient cross of war

for the holy town of gods

gloria, gloria perpetua

in this dawn of victory

gloria, gloria perpetua

in this dawn of victory



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