Somelak Eko Eko Gananas Eko Eko Arada" I feel as the Power floats through their Bodies Raven tells me: Witchcraft - black, white - to be Immortal!
Превод: Древни Церемонија. Хор бесмртне Квинс.
Eko Somelak Eko Eko Gananas Eko Eko Arada" I feel as the Power floats through their Bodies Raven tells me: Witchcraft - black, white - to be Immortal
"The shagg's history, people who were born to be kings. Time turn them into slaves of the empire, condemned to live without seeing the sunlight." Slave
"The end of a child's pure soul, sold to evil shadows. It's the rise of Celith." Far away in the night Fear in the dark There_s no way to get (it) ride
"Night remains night until the end of ritual of sacrifice. Every survivor of their fury was offered to all the gods of their faith. Screams of tortured
"For those who died defending true ideals. In memory, the culture and legends of all this brave warriors who raised the history of their empire and their
"The sorcerer Celith, full of unbounded rage, gets ally with the empire's enemies. Casting her doom spells against the emperor's armies, she can watch
"The curse as narrated so far by the eyes of the forest:" The Amazon woods hide mysteries that the human mind can't understand at all. The empire vast
Sombras dos rios que corroem o ar Vozes jazem Lutar! Morrer! Floresta Negra que esconde o luar Vaguem! Noite Alma a sofrer
"Courageous and valorous warriors know how dangerous can be entering this shadows_ sanctuary. Who knows what is hidden beyond the great vast forest?"
forest Ride! Guiding the mayhem (to) the enemies of dark trees Fall of the Empire Troops of Fire tearing flesh The Empire burns alive The Immortal Choir
"Bloodthirsty soldiers against an obscure empire fixed in the middle of the forest. Carbines against ballistas, prison and sacrifice for those who didn
only living God, yeah (choir repeats), yes you're the only living God (choir repeats) it's not budda, not kristhna, not mohammad, not allah naugh (choir
Ancient evil whisper through the winter breeze Predatory creatures in desperate need of human blood Hear the deaden choirs as they rise up from the abyss
the music in my heart Filled my illusions with the Art And the angels showed me Which is the way of the stars (Choir) Like a dream immortal You crossed
