Savageland, another time, another world, where under a cold blue sun, The
Evil Duke Kron, half brother of the murdered ruler of Savageland, seeks To
Deny the rightful heir - Braveheart, his destiny.

Duke Kron cannot do this until he has found and extinguished the Mythical
Dragon Moroth, who guards the Shield of Darkness (a force for good or Evil
To whom whoever posseses it).

The Duke must keep Braveheart from finding the shield. He therefore Sets
Out to destroy Braveheart and all men of good heart by using his dark
Legions of damned souls, all what have been put under the spell of the Blue
Flame, which the Duke keeps burning by the rare ore that is dug by the
slave children in the underground mines. As events unfold Elenor,
Braveheart's daughter, is accidently killed by himself, while trying to
Summon mystic forces against the Duke.

Braveheart, swears vengeance! The Duke must be stopped!
To save SAVAGELAND!

(The hero of our story, strong honourable,
A giant of a man, brother of the murdered king...)

A giant of a man was he
Hewn from wood and stone
With arms the crush
The life from you
And a sword that smites the bone

His quest in life
was honour bound
Believing in the faith
The mightiest of empires quaked
When Braveheart spake the words

Strike hard strike fast
Cut the rebels down
Strike hard strike fast
And the Duke will breathe his last

And all the peoples
Far and wide
They listened to his words
Defender of the souls was he
For vengeance he did thirst

The Duke had cast
His armies wide
His troops they never tired
Can nothing stop
His deadly hordes
Who storm through field and mire

Strike hard strike fast
Cut the rebels down
Strike hard strike fast
And the Duke will breathe his last

Braveheart!

While Braveheart
Face the elements
Black magic filled the sky
And sweet Elenor by grave mistake
Lay dead by sorcerers fire

And I will turn
The world on you
Braveheart shouts from high
The mountains shake
The scene is set
For one of us will die!

Strike hard strike fast
Cut the rebels down
Strike hard strike fast
And the Duke will breathe his last

The flow of his loins is slain
His tears they burned the ground
The Duke will pay for evil deeds
When Savageland is free

Strike hard strike fast
Cut the rebels down
Strike hard strike fast
And the Duke will breathe his last

(The beauty and tranquility of the land
Shattered by the treachery of the Duke!)

A single grain of sand
That comes from savageland
It is more precious than the Duke
Will ever know
The beauty of our land
Is laid waste by his hand
All o'r the world men sing sad songs tonight

We will fight - rise up for Savageland
We will die - for holy Savageland

A score of years ago
Our saviour he was born
Forefathers told us that one day
That he would come
The time it slips away
Braveheart's the man today
To wake the people and instil them one goal

We will fight - rise up for Savageland
We will die - for holy Savageland

Awake, for gods sake, rally to the battlements
We will give our lifes for Savageland
Awake, don't brake, guardians of light
We will give our lifes for Savageland

Call out with just one voice
And pray we will rejoice
We'll build an army that the evil cannot break
So hide the maides fair
We'll spike the tyras lair
He is an insult on the world of which
We'll rid

We will fight - rise up for Savageland
We will die - for holy Savageland

(The Duke, half brother of the dead king siezes his chance
To destroy all who stand in his way, and crown himself king!)

Start up the engines
Release my dogs of war
Pump up the bloodlust
The heavens will be torn
Be blinded by my fury
With no mercy shown
The cut and thrust
Raw energy
Know my word is law

Send in my armies
My black chohorts
Send in my legions
And glory will be yours

My church has no religion
No need for sanity
I am the lord and master
Of all that i do see

Send in my armies
My black chohorts
Send in my legions
And glory will be yours

Hail the Duke
We are yours
Hail the Duke
Born for war

So raise the banners
Blood is on the sword
Axes cleave into the skulls
Kllings my reward
Braveheart cant deny me
I am the rightful lord
We have to find the dragon "Moroth"
And put him to the sword

Send in my armies
Sy black chohorts
Send in my legions
And glory will be yours

Onward my soliders
We have them on the run
The shout and screams of battle
"Meine G½tterdÆmmerung"
In my name apocalypse
And atrocity
Before my throne of silvered stone
The vanquished
On their knees

Send in my armies
Sy black chohorts
Send in my legions
And glory will be yours

(The edict given out by the Duke,
The power of life or death over his enemies...)

They can't deny my name
My infamy in destined for their history
Seek out my enemies
Obey my mad decrees, oblivion is my name

The only master that they have is me
No hiding places for the ones we seek

My father weak in mind
The crown was always mine a symbol of true power
Embrace the lunacy
My deadly maniacs will triumph through my will

The only master that they have is me
No hiding places for the ones we seek

Cast the stones, read the bones
And what is it that they say
Murder, murder in thy name

My orders will be done
All men will bow to me, forget the prophecies
I'm written in the stars
No one is sacred, I am the supreme entity

The only master that they have is me
No hiding places for the ones we seek

Believe me when I say
That i will have my day, they cannot run and hide
I've cast down all the runes
They've had their merry dance, now they will sing my tune

The only master that they have is me
No hiding places for the ones we seek

(The horror of the underground mines, where the captured children are
Forced to work to extract the ore the Duke needs for his magic fire!)

White as snow
Eyes that fear the light
Pale and drawn
Children of the Underground

Dark and dank
Keepers of the light
Down they sank
Children of the Underground

Whipped and chained
Pain and death abound
In the mines
Children of the Underground

Heartless beasts
Urging on for more
Keep the magic flame
Burning bright for evermore

For heavens sake
We must not let them fall
We have to fight
The evil that men do
A cry goes up
Dear Braveheart save our souls
Release us from this penance
Oh so cruel

The fighting and finally befriending of the mythical but very real dragon
Moroth. Ending in the showing by Moroth to Braveheart the power of the
Shield of Darkness and the foretelling of his coming to rule Savageland)

The wind and rain were allies
Fought the sweat upon his brow
And hunger was an enemy
The fear it stalked the ground
He gazed up at the mountain
To the dragonslair he crawled
And clutched his mighty hammer
To his breast that was so cold

In dragonslair
All alone in dragonslair
Im so alone
Alone in dragonslair

So heavy was his breathing
Remembering the myth
How mighty was the dragon
And Moroth he was called
The guardian of the shield
Of darkness was his role
And suddenly he saw the beast
How could he be so bold

Awakened from his slumber
Moroth spied him with one eye
Unfurled his wings with gaping mouth
A million teeth shone bright
Down and down he circled
So silent in his flight
The clash of steel on scaly skin
Resounded in the night

As Moroth saw the pendant
Around our heroes neck
A memory great eons old
Flashed suddenly in his head
"Reveal the Shield of Darkness"
The old ones they had told
To he who is the true one
And serve him in his quest

(The gathering of Braveheart's forces against the Duke's dark legions...)

As the north wind howled
And the thunder broke, Braveheart
Stands proudly before his troops
And thrusting his sword toward
Heaven, shouts at the darkening sky,
"Now, its time to die like a man!"

The horn it has blown, we brothers in arms
Stand like a rock to the wind
Iron for blood, thousands are stood
Men with true hearts, they will win
Marching towards, not for glory or gold
Ready to die like a man
Archers and riders, are all poised for war
Ready to die like a man
Die like a man

Each man is ready, boiling with rage
Anger is home to revenge
Destroyers of dreams, they shall not succeed
Surrender's no part of the plan
Turn back the tide, of the ones with blind eyes
Ready to die like a man
Lets all heed the call, take the beast by the throat
Ready to die like a man
Die like man

To the beat of the drums and our backs to the sun
Our shields are all burnished and bright
The camp fires ebb, the gauntlet is down
Our tears, no sorrow for the vanguard of truth
Ready to die like a man
As the moon it gives way, for the cool of the dawn
Ready to die like a man
Die like a man

The trumpets are blown, so foreward we go
We're ready to dike like a man
Shields at the ready, our sinews are taut
Ready to die like a man
Die like a man

(The aftermath of the battle, the tears and the sadness!)

In the fields a blackbird cries
And another star has died
Mothers wail and search for sons
Brothers and the child

Do you see through
The mist and rain
The mourners
Have arrived

In the field of blackbirds
See our tears collide
In the field of blackbirds
They all cry

Will the dawn and the morning sun
Come and bathe us in her light
Hear the beat of a heavy drum
As another flower dies

Do you see through
The mist and rain
The evidence
Of lies

Through the eyes of a child
See the crosses of white
Watch a silent display
Field of blackbirds parade
Was it all in our minds
Was the reason so right
Did they all have to die
Field of blackbirds parade

And in the field a blackbird cries
Echoing a dying rose
Someone stands and makes his mark
On a grave with a broken heart.

(After his forces are defeated, the Duke stands alone but still.
Commanding the blue flame, who will be the victor?)

Victory, the time and place is now
Destiny, which one will survive
Blood ain't thincker than water
Braveheart tells his troops
So watch my back for sneak attack
For we shall not be fooled
Circling each other
The tension's running high
For on this day the Duke foretold
That Braveheart you will die

The Duke laughs loud
And summons up his power
A bolt, of blue
Crashes on from high
Like an arrow straight at Braveheart
He deflects it with his sword
With this the legions of the Duke
Let out a mighty roar
The ground is fried around them
And smoke it dulls the eyes
Of Braveheart as he staggers
From left and to the right

Clash of the titans
Clash of the titans
Payback time

Now, Braveheart
I have you in my grasp
The crown is mine
I'll rule this land at last
But as the Duke delivered
What he thought was the final blow
The steely gaze of Braveheart's sang
What you reap you also sow
Then from the ranks of honour
The Shield of Darkness flew
Into the hands of Braveheart
Knowing what to do

The Shield was now protecting our hero
No more the Duke could see where he did go
And as he reappered, slashing to the heart
With grave surprise of Duke Kron's face
As the sword it hit it's mark
Power and the fury arupted all around
And in the midst of smoke and fire
The Duke was finally downed

He was downed

The putting to death to the twisted souls
The Duke had changed with his evil power.)

In the caves, slaves in chains, no release,
From the Duke and his power
Haunting sight, mesmerized, bastardized,
Get ready the pyres
Staring eyes, victimized, hypnotized
All out of their minds
Find the all, hark the call, till their souls
Are cleansed by our fire

Hopeless ones, they were wronged, it's to be,
A murdering night
Quell the pain, the mad insane, you know they feel
No wrong and no right
Steel your heart, to tear apart, devils work
No mercy for life
Pleading hads, let nothing stand, hunt them down,
Grind their ashes to dust

Can't you see, it has to bee, to scour the land,
To rid our world, of the scourge, of the damned,
We're hunting the damned

We will never be the same, we are all,
Hunting the damned
We shall carry alll the sham, we are all
Hunting the damned

They once were men, they were free, they were cahnged,
Now no better than dogs
From one poor soul, a name is called, he's recognized,
His body all torn
In the pit, the flames caress, his memories
Of a life before
Reaching out, he tries to stand, a human torch
His life at an end

Can't you see, it has to bee, to scour the land,
To rid our world, of the scourge, of the damned,
We're hunting the damned

(The lifting of the darkness, the freeing of Moroth,
To roam free over Savageland, and the crowning of the new king Braveheart.)

At last the day has come, now we are free
The last battles fought so now we take our leave
The bells ring out across the land so loud
For on this day a new king has been crowned

We think of those we left behind
We know a new day has arrived

We shout, we scream, we laugh -
Savageland is free
New day, new start, new life -
Savageland is free

Across the sky the sun begins her climb
Eyes open wide we see the darkness die
And in the heavens a blinding shaft of light
It kisses Moroth in his freedom flight

We think of those we left behind
We know a new day has arrived

The Duke is dead, his hatred and his greed
Is in the past, a brave new world indeed
And in our dreams this day it had to come
With hands on heart a new life has begun

We think of those we left behind We know a new day has arrived