Young kingdoms, young kingdoms
Prepare the crimson war
Young kingdoms, young kingdoms
Command the righteous law

The fall of Melnibone
Imrryr towest in the quiet night sleep
At the northeast part of the turquoise Boiling Sea
Cold wind scream over finest gargoyles high, carrying sings in the dawn that frightens sky

Golden troops may compare a rising storm and the entire will is on tarkan, Dyvim's core
Purple towns are attacking from the shore, outer walls and the labyrinth unknown

Young kingdoms, young kingdoms
Prepare the crimson war
Young kingdoms, young kingdoms
Command the righteous law
Dragon Isle, oh! Dragon Isle
Sadness dims your witching eye, fancy dream of Xiombarg
Mighty falls in raging hush

Elric guides all the seamen from the bridge
From his leader ship and the laughin' of a bitch
Arches shoot from the topwalls in the crew, killing men with the anguish of the loot

Tarkan falls as the stumbles on the edge
Just to find the hell dying of his broken neck
Imrryr burns and sorrow has no end
Fury grows as the princess is just dead

Young kingdoms, young kingdoms
Prepare the crimson war
Young kingdoms, young kingdoms
Command the righteous law
Dragon Isle, oh! Dragon Isle
Sadness dims your witching eye
fancy dream of Xiombarg
Mighty falls in raging hush

Stormbringer, demon grabber with runes
Stormbringer, blackest blade with looms
Stormbringer, feed with mourning souls
Your wicked evil, sounding tunes

Mighty runes, melnibone, can you hear the pray for your burning death?
Pearly halls, your magic sight
Are the crushed of lay on your bloody earth?

Dready shores, Melnibone, can you bear the threat of that flaming flags?
Dragon Isle, your sturdy chime all is lost right now (and prince Yykoon lurks)

Arioch! Can you feel my pain from yor throne of holy lord?
Am I crying in vain despair
My fate weaved by this broadsword?

I cannot see life or light
In her semblance or her eye must I be forever lone?
beloved Cymoril is gone?

Have you really found the death
by the evil on my hand?

Young kingdoms, young kingdoms
Prepare the crimson war
Young kingdoms, young kingdoms
Command the righteous law
Dragon Isle, oh! Dragon Isle
Sadness dims your witching eye, fancy dream of Xiombarg
Mighty falls in raging hush

In the olden wood when the sun bright the dawn
I am feeling alone
Lost into the infinitude

Light and darkness in my mind
Liquid shadows cross the place
Oaks whisper like the wind
Vail of tears on my face

Elves sing our names
You and I have called
Our dreams are enthralled
Underneath eternal flames

From the bells began to chime
Old ones know our destiny
Real souls are out of time
Ever since melancholy

Voices say to me in my solitude
Era will die but i'll live in you
Really I'm never alone, in our wood

Voy a hablar por boca de mi gente expresando su deseperación
¡Quiero cuentas de nuestra educación!
¿Alguno de ustedes destruyó nuestra ilusión?

He vivido la tristeza de mi generación, cuentos de ayer y de hoy
Siempre aprendiendo la misma lección, fue nuestra cultura quien nos hizo traición

Hemos inventado la comunicación, hemos desechado la prostitución, no nos interesan los imperios, y hemos practicado el amor
Vamos a parar la burda evolución, el regreso a los bosques es la solución

No queremos máquinas de competición, tenemos el caballo, no existe el reloj
Queremos ver limpia la Tierra, no la tapeis con alquitrán y hormigón
Fuera guerra inútiles, guardad vuestras armas para otra ocasión
Queremos vivir en praderas, y ver la puesta de sol
Hacer nuestra casa en un árbol, plantar muchas flores con nuestra canción

Fuera guerras inútiles, guardad vuestras armas para otra ocasión