Power Of The Dragonflame

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