Power of the Dragonflame
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 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 dragon lord
Rise, rise, rise again
Mighty dragon 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 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 dragon flame
From the mountains proud and strong
We call our dragon lord
From the silent hill we scream loud your name
Mighty power of the dragon flame
From the mountains proud and strong
We call our dragon lord
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 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 dragon lord
Rise, rise, rise again
Mighty dragon 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 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 dragon flame
From the mountains proud and strong
We call our dragon lord
From the silent hill we scream loud your name
Mighty power of the dragon flame
From the mountains proud and strong
We call our dragon lord
Credits
Writer(s): Luca Turilli, Alessandro Staropoli
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