Ziethor the Dread, Dragon of Darkness (Remastered Hard Rock Mix)

Upon the wings of night, there came a terror
Ziethor the Dark, a dragon, full of dread
His scales, as black as the Abyssal Depths
His eyes aflame, with the fury of the dead

Sing, oh sing, of the Veiled Peak's sorrow
When Lucian Fülkraken took the dread beast's rein
The skies turned dark, and the Earth did quake
Beneath the Shadow of the dragon's Pain

Lucian Fülkraken, clad in Midnight's Mantle
Upon Ziethor's back, he made his deadly ride
The Veiled Peak, once shrouded in mystery
Bore witness to their destructive tide!

Oh, wail, oh wail, for the Veiled Peak's weeping
When Fülkraken's wrath was, by Ziethor spread
Fire rained down, and the Peak did tremble
Beneath the onslaught of the dragon's dread!

"Stand fast, stand true," called the brave-hearted few
Against the onslaught of the dragon's wrath
"Though Darkness falls, and hope may falter
We shall not yield, we shall hold our Path"

So goes the tale, of Ziethor's fury
Unleashed upon the Veiled Peak, so high
And Lucian Fülkraken, his wicked Rider
Whose Name, the Wind still mournfully sighs

"Stand fast, stand True," cried the brave-hearted few
Oh, they stood against Ziethor's fury!
Though Darkness fell, hope faltered
The didn't yield, the held their path!

Sing, oh sing, of the Veiled Peak's courage!
Against the Dark, they held their ground!
From the ashes of old, rose the dawn, anew
In their brave hearts, true strength was found

So ends the song, of Ziethor the Dark
And Lucian Fülkraken, terror of the night!