Rise mighty dragon...
Rise, rise, rise, rise...
Mighty dragon rise!
Ruins of ancient wisdom closing now my darkest
lonely eye
god is dead in Thorald and in Elnor's rhyme
Mutilated bodies are now carved in ancient holy stone
tragic decoration of
unholy wars
The heart of the dragon is screaming awaiting
to write the black last page
The page of blood was written by
them...
the dead now lying on the sand
Visions of disaster are now challenging the
wild storms
cyclops of the midlands
wash my bloody shore
Sirens from the open seas now heal my broken wounded brain
I call the holy typhoons... air, fire, earth!
The heart of the dragon is screaming awaiting
to write the black last page
The poem of blood was written by them...
the dead
now lying on the sand
FROM THE SILENT HILL WE SCREAM LOUD YOUR NAME
MIGHTY POWER OF THE DRAGONFLAME
FROM THE MOUNTAINS PROUD
AND STRONG
WE CALL OUR DRAGONLORD
Mighty dragon rise... rise!
Energie di cosmi estinti gridano sangue
dalle terre
dell'ignoto senza pieta'
The heart of the dragon is screaming awaiting
to write the black last page
The poem of blood was
written by them...
the dead now on the sand
FROM THE SILENT HILL WE SCREAM LOUD YOUR NAME
MIGHTY POWER OF THE
DRAGONFLAME
FROM THE MOUNTAINS PROUD AND STRONG
WE CALL OUR DRAGONLORD