Rhapsody - Power Of The Dragonflame lyrics
Tracks 01. In Tenebris
02. Knightrider Of Doom 03. The Power Of The Dragonflame 04. The March Of The Swordmaster 05. When Demons Awake 06. Agony Is My Name 07. Lamento Eroico 08. Steelgods Of The Last Apocalypse 09. The Pride Of The Tyrant 10. Gargoyles, Angels of Darkness 10. Gargoyles, Angels of Darkness 10. Gargoyles, Angels of Darkness 10. Gargoyles, Angels of Darkness 01. In Tenebris
Tenebra, tenebra... domina!
Tenebra, tenebra... danna me! Let me open the dark portal and so cross the crypts of ghostland... now... Tenebra, tenebra... domina! Tenebra, tenebra... danna me! Let me see his face... Furia cieca, caos in me... Demoni... lead me to your horned beast named king... I will call my fire, air, earth, the oceans' waters... to stop inferno's breath! Tenebra, tenebra... domina! Tenebra, tenebra... danna me! Tenebra... libera me! 02. Knightrider Of Doom
The fading illusion the sirens' grey tears
it's here in the cold air the town's tragic fear The breath of infernos the rise of the dead the portals of chaos the seventh black flame (RIDE) Destino (KNIGHT) mi arrendo ...al tuo dominio del tempo! IN THIS BLOODY DAWN I WILL WASH MY SOUL TO CALL THE SPIRIT OF VENGEANCE TO DENY MY WISDOM FOR ANGER TO BREAK THE SCREAM OF THE SILENT FOOL AND TO BE THE SON OF DOOM... OF DOOM! IN THIS BLOOD DAWN I WILL WASH MY SOUL TO CALL THE SPIRIT OF VENGEANCE TO DENY MY WISDOM FOR ANGER TO BREAK THE SCREAM OF THE SILENT FOOL TO BE A KNIGHTRIDER OF DOOM... OF DOOM! The rites of the unborn the dragonship's fall the waves of my ocean the twins' holy call The march of the heroes the call of the gods after the rituals on the silent shore (RIDE) Destino (KNIGHT) mi arrendo ...al tuo dominio del tempo! IN THIS BLOODY DAWN I WILL WASH MY SOUL TO CALL THE SPIRIT OF VENGEANCE TO DENY MY WISDOM FOR ANGER TO BREAK THE SCREAM OF THE SILENT FOOL AND TO BE THE SON OF DOOM... OF DOOM! IN THIS BLOODY DAWN I WILL WASH MY SOUL TO CALL THE SPIRIT OF VENGEANCE TO DENY MY WISDOM FOR ANGER TO BREAK THE SCREAM OF THE SILENT FOOL TO BE A KNIGHTRIDER OF DOOM... OF DOOM! 03. The 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 poem of blood was written by them... the dead lying now 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 DRAGONLORD Mighty dragon rise... 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 poem of blood was written by them... the dead lying now 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 DRAGONLORD 04. The March Of The Swordmaster
Ride... die... sacrifice!
Along the river of bloody tears the mighty steel shining in my hands we march and honor our brothers victims of Kron's evil plan We cross the lakes of the holy woods to reach the ocean where red waves rule the black king is moving to Algalord this is the time... he has to be stopped! HAIL, HAIL! ...Brave Swordmaster! MARCH, MARCH! ...Great Swordmaster! and I ask the wind for the fall of the king...! INTO THE RAY OF THE SUN MARCH OUR HERO HUNTING THE DARKLORD REBORN FROM THE BLOOD OF HIS GOD... HIS GOD... THE WARMASTER KRON RIDE FOR THE FALL OF HIS POWER FIGHTING THE STORM, THE ROAR OF THE THUNDER ALLY OF THE SUN AND THE MOON... GREAT SWORDMASTER RULE! Between the waves of the raging sea echoes of warcries and battle hymns the underworld's armies found their ancient queen the funeral march in the depths of the abyss The terror which strikes the honor which prays will be face to face in the mortal doomsday Resist my fierce soldiers their vision can kill it will test your courage... and your will to live HAIL, HAIL! ...Brave Swordmaster! MARCH, MARCH! ...Great Swordmaster! and I ask the wind for the fall of the king...! INTO THE RAY OF THE SUN MARCH OUR HERO HUNTING THE DARKLORD REBORN FROM THE BLOOD OF HIS GOD... HIS GOD... THE WARMASTER KRON RIDE FOR THE FALL OF HIS POWER FIGHTING THE STORM, THE ROAR OF THE THUNDER ALLY OF THE SUN AND THE MOON... GREAT SWORDMASTER RULE! To avenge all those cries I will rise to the sky to defend mother life... Ride... die... sacrifice! 05. When Demons Awake
Oh god don't forsake me, I need to survive
the unholy vision, the eternal bloody night He pronounced the rites, the slimy queen's awake the cause is the sword, my sword in Akron's hands The vomit of evil, the venom of death is crashing my wisdom, is blocking my legs They all suck the blood, have ecstasy in pain eating their flesh, devouring their brains Dead and vampires spit out from hell... is the new legion of the lord of the damned The vengeance of the gods, soon their heads will roll Oh, bringer of chaos... you will pay for all! Bowels' rain around me, brothers mutilated oh disfigured faces, flying army and bones Fuck you bloody bastard, demon's raped soul die into oblivion with your shitty sons I'M THE NORDIC WARRIOR HUNTER OF THE MARCHING DEAD I'M THE BLOODY HAND OF TYTANS WHEN... WHEN DEMONS AWAKE Inferno apri rubami l'anima voglio sfidare l'oscuro demone Tutto e' in me, cielo e oceani fratelli gargoyles, volate qui da me Oh god don't forsake me, I need to survive the unholy vision, the eternal bloody night He pronounced the rites, the slimy queen's awake the cause is the sword, my sword in Akron's hands The vomit of evil, the venom of death is crashing my wisdom, is blocking my legs They all suck the blood, have ecstasy in pain eating their flesh, devouring their brains I'M THE NORDIC WARRIOR HUNTER OF THE MARCHING DEAD I'M THE BLOODY HAND OF TYTANS WHEN... WHEN DEMONS AWAKE 06. Agony Is My Name
One for the pain and two for my name
three for my wonderful kingdom Four for my king, five for my queen Six for the fall of my wisdom... Earth's calling me! VITA, MORTE, GLORIA, ONORE... Airin, Arwald, Tharos in my painful dreams Horror and death crossing my way paint all the unreal landscape Villages burn, the black fire runs... runs through the heart of the forest... killing my trees! VITA, MORTE, GLORIA, ONORE... Spazio e tempo play the rhymes of human lies! ALGALORD'S CALLING FOR HOLY REVENGE THE RAGE OF THE HEROES IN MY HANDS THE FURY WILL RISE AND SOON THEY WILL TASTE MY SILVER BLADE AND THEY WILL FACE THE PROPHECY 'CAUSE AGONY IS... MY NAME! Black is the rose that's now in my hand black for the blood of the fallen symbol of death will soon be reborn into the life of my tears' fall... reborn and grow! VITA, MORTE, GLORIA, ONORE... Silent cries of children in my painful dreams ALGALORD'S CALLING FOR HOLY REVENGE THE RAGE OF THE HEROES IN MY HANDS THE FURY WILL RISE AND SOON THEY WILL TASTE MY SILVER BLADE AND THEY WILL FACE THE PROPHECY 'CAUSE AGONY IS... MY NAME! Quantus tremor est futurus, quando judex est venturus... quantus tremor est futurus, ...est venturus! VITA, MORTE, GLORIA, ONORE... Spazio e tempo play the rhymes of human lies! ALGALORD'S CALLING FOR HOLY REVENGE THE RAGE OF THE HEROES IN MY HANDS THE FURY WILL RISE AND SOON THEY WILL TASTE MY SILVER BLADE AND THEY WILL FACE THE PROPHECY 'CAUSE AGONY IS... MY NAME! 07. Lamento Eroico
Langue in me l'eco infranto
al truce sguardo dell'angelo cieco rovina in me l'antica rima nel cuor del cigno ferito e morente... Cosmi di eternita' tradita di verita' svanite che ora versano lacrime d'addio in un vuoto nero... sincero e fiero al mio destino andro'... URLA IL TUONO AL MIO LAMENTO EROICO SORTE... CONSUMA LA REALTA'! Spiriti di mondi arcani chiedo la vita al di la' della morte per allinear le stelle amiche e diventar guardiano celeste Custode di eternita' guarita di verita' trovate per tutti i figli di madre terra... sempre a lei ho dato la vita... la morte... cosi' continuero'! URLA IL TUONO AL MIO LAMENTO EROICO SORTE... CONSUMA LA REALTA'! 08. Steelgods Of The Last Apocalypse
Soon... winter again...
...snowlord come... Come and cover those grey walls... ...VIOLENCE CALLS! I want his fall... his epic fall... in this evil war... ...fought to protect our ancient throne From this grey prison I look at you my lost and beloved wasted holy town I call the prophecy's miracle the thunder of the ancient book's word WE ARE... WE ARE THE ONES... WHO'LL FACE THE STEELGODS OF THIS LAST APOCALYPSE... ...OF THE LAST APOCALYPSE! Now... Algalord lies... in the shades... of my shy mystic rainbow... ...VIOLENCE CALLS! I want his fall... his epic fall... in this evil war... ...trapped behind these humid walls Raise all your eyes to the autumn skies capture the energy of that sight They can have fun with my limbs and bones but I swear my spirit will never fall WE ARE... WE ARE THE ONES... WHO'LL FACE THE STEELGODS OF THIS LAST APOCALYPSE... ...OF THE LAST APOCALYPSE! 09. The Pride Of The Tyrant
Back into the fire I will have my sword
He won one fight but not the total war Hurricanes will wipe out the dynasty of Kron The chains of steel can't hold the holy storm Sunshine is lighting the ruins of the ancient town the seven towers are screaming their pain so loud With my eagles I'll fly free from snowy mountains to crystal seas WE WILL FLY TO THE EMPIRE OF STEELGODS TO DISCOVER THE SECRET OF STORMS AND AGAINST THE BLACK PRIDE OF THE TYRANT WE'LL USE IT TO DEFEND OUR THRONE Dargor don't believe him... listen to my words! You are the one who can still save your soul Akron is the bastard... he massacred all The evil hand that serves the will of Kron You hate the tyrant as I and now don't deny Give me the power to show you that I am right With my eagles I'll fly free from snowy mountains to crystal seas WE WILL FLY TO THE EMPIRE OF STEELGODS TO DISCOVER THE SECRET OF STORMS AND AGAINST THE BLACK PRIDE OF THE TYRANT WE'LL USE IT TO DEFEND OUR THRONE Seven flames to not forget, to be sure I'll not regret... ever! ...to become the rage of god... Chaos bringer worse than Kron... beware! 10. Gargoyles, Angels of Darkness
I. Angeli di Pietra Mistica
The prophet told of loud thunders quaking the surface of earth when the black raven would have turned victim of wonderful spells He would have become a white swan born from the darklands of sin Neither would Aresius have believed what was now changing in him Swan... prince of the magic lake... Dargor's your name... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D'ANIME FIERI VOLANO Another mess of vampires, masquerade of sadistic pride He could not endure these cruel games against him who once spared its life He realized so not too late to be really far from his king far from his infinite blood thirst, too far to call them right for him Rise... fly high and steal his soul... angels of stone... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D'ANIME FIERI VOLANO Gargoyles, oh my brother gargoyles Rise now, rise for his soul Ti invoco o terra... colora il mio nero... con fiera lealta' io giuro sincero... tra anime morte e caos immenso a Gaia sovrana l'amore piu' intenso... io Dargor a te... II. Exotic Interlude (instrumental) III. ...And the Legend Ends... Dargor, do it... it must be done... free your rage and light your soul... It's Gaia's call... And this is then the epic end of the legendary tale of the one who found the light and the dragonflame inside of the tragic rain of a thousand flames of the town's defenders who faced real pain of symphonies of enchanted lands of whispers of love and hate The dawn of victory can breathe in the wind and this would mean the great rebirth reborn, the one who's giving his life ...the towns lying on the ground Be one (Be one!) of us (of us!) and act as all the prophecies want... To mountains and valleys, to fire and snow, to sun, moon and wisdom rise your soul... it's the call...! Oh, god, my god... it happened... it happened! ...the powerful energies of the furthest secret cosmos heard the prayer of our mother Gaia, the supreme spirit who gave us the miracle of life... and her dark son breathed new life... The power of the dragonflame realized what had seemed to be impossible... Dargor mortally struck the queen of the dead and called the mighty gargoyles against the legions of darkness... He pushed Akron into the hands of the nordic warrior, now a dying victim of terrible tortures... the chosen one let himself fall into the deep marshes constraining the black king, with the emerald sword againin his hands, not to move... they became soon food for the slimy snakes of the abyss... But this sacrifice had a terrific and great effect and meant the victory on the evil forces of abyss... Remember, proud brothers... everything is possible... when you let the mystic power of the dragonflame burn in your heart... believe it... ...it's the dragonflame! 10. Gargoyles, Angels of Darkness
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10. Gargoyles, Angels of Darkness
-I. Angeli di Pietra Mistica
The prophet told of loud thunders quaking the surface of earth when the black raven would have turned victim of wonderful spells He would have become a white swan born from the darklands of sin Neither would Aresius have believed what was now changing in him Swan... prince of the magic lake... Dargor's your name... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D'ANIME FIERI VOLANO Another mess of vampires, masquerade of sadistic pride He could not endure these cruel games against him who once spared its life He realized so not too late to be really far from his king far from his infinite blood thirst, too far to call them right for him Rise... fly high and steal his soul... angels of stone... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D'ANIME FIERI VOLANO Gargoyles, oh my brother gargoyles Rise now, rise for his soul Ti invoco o terra... colora il mio nero... con fiera lealta' io giuro sincero... tra anime morte e caos immenso a Gaia sovrana l'amore piu' intenso... io Dargor a te... II. Exotic Interlude (instrumental) III. ...And the Legend Ends... Dargor, do it... it must be done... free your rage and light your soul... It's Gaia's call... And this is then the epic end of the legendary tale of the one who found the light and the dragonflame inside of the tragic rain of a thousand flames of the town's defenders who faced real pain of symphonies of enchanted lands of whispers of love and hate The dawn of victory can breathe in the wind and this would mean the great rebirth reborn, the one who's giving his life ...the towns lying on the ground Be one (Be one!) of us (of us!) and act as all the prophecies want... To mountains and valleys, to fire and snow, to sun, moon and wisdom rise your soul... it's the call...! Oh, god, my god... it happened... it happened! ...the powerful energies of the furthest secret cosmos heard the prayer of our mother Gaia, the supreme spirit who gave us the miracle of life... and her dark son breathed new life... The power of the dragonflame realized what had seemed to be impossible... Dargor mortally struck the queen of the dead and called the mighty gargoyles against the legions of darkness... He pushed Akron into the hands of the nordic warrior, now a dying victim of terrible tortures... the chosen one let himself fall into the deep marshes constraining the black king, with the emerald sword againin his hands, not to move... they became soon food for the slimy snakes of the abyss... But this sacrifice had a terrific and great effect and meant the victory on the evil forces of abyss... Remember, proud brothers... everything is possible... when you let the mystic power of the dragonflame burn in your heart... believe it... ...it's the dragonflame! 10. Gargoyles, Angels of Darkness
I. Angeli di Pietra Mistica
The prophet told of loud thunders quaking the surface of earth when the black raven would have turned victim of wonderful spells He would have become a white swan born from the darklands of sin Neither would Aresius have believed what was now changing in him Swan... prince of the magic lake... Dargor's your name... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D'ANIME FIERI VOLANO Another mess of vampires, masquerade of sadistic pride He could not endure these cruel games against him who once spared its life He realized so not too late to be really far from his king far from his infinite blood thirst, too far to call them right for him Rise... fly high and steal his soul... angels of stone... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D'ANIME FIERI VOLANO Gargoyles, oh my brother gargoyles Rise now, rise for his soul Ti invoco o terra... colora il mio nero... con fiera lealta' io giuro sincero... tra anime morte e caos immenso a Gaia sovrana l'amore piu' intenso... io Dargor a te... II. Exotic Interlude (instrumental) III. ...And the Legend Ends... Dargor, do it... it must be done... free your rage and light your soul... It's Gaia's call... And this is then the epic end of the legendary tale of the one who found the light and the dragonflame inside of the tragic rain of a thousand flames of the town's defenders who faced real pain of symphonies of enchanted lands of whispers of love and hate The dawn of victory can breathe in the wind and this would mean the great rebirth reborn, the one who's giving his life ...the towns lying on the ground Be one (Be one!) of us (of us!) and act as all the prophecies want... To mountains and valleys, to fire and snow, to sun, moon and wisdom rise your soul... it's the call...! Oh, god, my god... it happened... it happened! ...the powerful energies of the furthest secret cosmos heard the prayer of our mother Gaia, the supreme spirit who gave us the miracle of life... and her dark son breathed new life... The power of the dragonflame realized what had seemed to be impossible... Dargor mortally struck the queen of the dead and called the mighty gargoyles against the legions of darkness... He pushed Akron into the hands of the nordic warrior, now a dying victim of terrible tortures... the chosen one let himself fall into the deep marshes constraining the black king, with the emerald sword againin his hands, not to move... they became soon food for the slimy snakes of the abyss... But this sacrifice had a terrific and great effect and meant the victory on the evil forces of abyss... Remember, proud brothers... everything is possible... when you let the mystic power of the dragonflame burn in your heart... believe it... ...it's the dragonflame! |