1. Rain Of A Thousand Flames

DIES IRAE
REGNA NELL' OSCURITA'

Guardians of the moonlight bring the spell alive
trought the sphere of sorrow lead my holy ride
Titans of the desert face the warlord's pride
fighters from the near lakes join the tragic night

War of the ghostland take your souls
but give us freedom once and for all
...firestorm!

UNDER THE RAIN OF A THOUSAND FLAMES
WE FACE THE REAL PAIN FALLING IN VAIN
WHILE THE DARK ANGEL SCREAMS FOR VENGEANCE
IN THE DEAD SHADOW OF FALLING STARS

Silent cries of virgins touch the heart of night
raped by the demons under painful sights
Sperm and blood and terror chaos in my head
Is the law of evil triumph for the damned

War of the ghostland take your souls
but give us freedom once and for all
...firestorm!

UNDER THE RAIN OF A THOUSAND FLAMES
WE FACE THE REAL PAIN FALLING IN VAIN
WHILE THE DARK ANGEL SCREAMS FOR VENGEANCE
IN THE DEAD SHADOW OF FALLING STARS

...Moonlight is the witness of the most tragic day for our lands...
nothing seems possible to change the destiny of war...
Lament of heroes reach the deep skies
fill the wide cosmos and free my pain... my pain!

UNDER THE RAIN OF A THOUSAND FLAMES
WE FACE THE REAL PAIN FALLING IN VAIN
WHILE THE DARK ANGEL SCREAMS FOR VENGEANCE
IN THE DEAD SHADOW
OF FALLING STARS

DIES IRAE
REGNA NELL' OSCURITA'

2. Deadly Omen

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3. Queen Of The Dark Horizons

ROSA NERA SUSSURRANTE PIANGE SANGUE
D'INNOCENZA / DALL'ABISSO LEI RITORNA PER
URLARE LA SENTENZA

The witches are riding, wolfs howl at the moon / while
candles are lighting the black mess of fools / The
daughter of evil the mistress of shame / her tomb is
now open to allow her awake / ...'cause she is the
princess of sorrow,'cause she is the bringer of pain
while gothic portals of saddness call her
unpronouncable name

Moonlight is lighting her face
down in the crypts of the damned
Her sins will not be the last
when the rituals start

BLACK CANDELS BURNING ANNOUNCE HER COME
BACK / THE REIGN IS AWAITING THE QUEEN OF THE
DEAD... OFTHE DEAD!

The poison is ready, the words are pronounced / the
portals are open, her soul wanders trought / Her body
is moving, her heart of bitch pounds / Is Kron who
lives in her, in her open wounds / ,,,'cause she was
devoted to darkness, drinking black blood for her god
Witch of perversion and luxury suicide as true lover of
Kron

Moonlight is lighting her face
down in the crypts of the damned
Her sins will not be the last
when the rituals start

BLACK CANDELS BURNING ANNOUNCE HER COME
BACK / THE REIGN IS AWAITING THE QUEEN OF THE
DEAD... OFTHE DEAD!

ROSA NERA SUSSURRANTE PIANGE SANGUE
D'INNOCENZA / DALL'ABISSO LEI RITORNA PER
URLARE LA SENTENZA

Oh, God... the passage is open / the souls of the
damned are ready to cross it... / Godforsaken bitch...!
Your fucking army of dead will never be so powerful
to break the chains of wisdom... beware!

My land don't cry
My birds don't stop to fly
Poor child don't die
don't let her taste your blood

Gargoyles and wizards prepare this last ride
mountains and valleys are calling your might
Mystical sunshines prelude to her coming
the black flame of evil is burning and growing

Queen... queen of the dark horizons!

Forest of ghostland give your sad welcome
to the ancestral whisper of hell
Sodomy, pestilence, torture and bloodshed
is what she brings from her past of depraved

Queen... queen of the dark horizons!

Her body is moving, her heart of bitch pounds / Is
Kron who lives in her, in her open wounds / ,,,'cause
she was devoted to darkness, drinking black blood for
her god / Witch of perversion and luxury suicide as
true lover ofKron

Moonlight is lighting her face
down in the crypts of the damned
Her sins will not be the last
when the rituals start

BLACK CANDELS BURNING ANNOUNCE HER COME
BACK / THE REIGN IS AWAITING THE QUEEN OF THE
DEAD... OF THE DEAD!

4. Tears Of A Dying Angel

FUOCO, PIANTO,SANGUE, CANCRO / MORTE
NERA DENTRO ME / SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA
DIIDEALI SENZA ETA' / QUANDO CORPUS
MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR / SAD DARK
ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE

FUOCO, PIANTO,SANGUE, CANCRO / MORTE
NERA DENTRO ME / SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA
DIIDEALI SENZA ETA' / QUANDO CORPUS
MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR / SAD DARK
ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE

Yes, my dear friends, the sun shining on our beloved
lands seems to not be the same anymore... / from
when the magic sword was handled by the black king
Akron none of us... none of us can sleep peacefully...
he's clearly preparing his plans of war to attack the
people of these wonderful valleys... / the ancient
towns of Elnor and Thorald will be surely the first goals
in his ambitious and cruel dream of conquest...
Come mighty warrior... come to help your... your...

Oh god!...oh god... no... / They found it, they found
it... the ancient words are going to be pronounced...
thanks to the cosmic power of the emerald weapon
the book of the dead kept by the dark angel is now
open and the rites of blood are going to begin...
Oh no, god!... oh no... I hear those damned words...
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona... / I hear them... Necros,
Dagma, Atra, Krona
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona... / I hear them... Necros,
Dagma, Atra, Krona...

The abyss will soon spit out thousands of demoniac
creatures and she will be back to lead them all...!
Why? Why? The godforsaken bitch ancient servant of
Kron will be free from the spell that was trapping her
in the crytpts of the ghostland... what the fathers of
my father were able to do is going to end... / Oh yes,
I knew it... I knew it! / ...the power of the emerald
sword in the wrong hands can lead to these tragic results...
I knew it! / ...the waves of the oceans will soon
become giants attacking our towns... and if we
don't organize / a valid controffensive to stop those
creatures this will only be a tragic... / a tragic prelude
to an announced... massacre!

FUOCO, PIANTO,SANGUE, CANCRO / MORTE
NERA DENTRO ME / SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA
DIIDEALI SENZA ETA' / QUANDO CORPUS
MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR

My dear Elnor, Thorald... the dark angel is now
sheding his tears... / ...fight for your past, fight for
your future... Elnor, Thorald... resist... resist!

5. Elnor's Magic Valley

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6. The Poem's Evil Page

The silent willows keep the ancient stone

hidden behind that cryptic door

Rituals of terror quake all the ghostland
the bloody line now paints the cold floor
The evil pages are almost written
with the dark poison of flesh an dbones
Fire is raining on the grey mountains
Waters are waiting for the last oath
The way is open... now they are coming
called by the blasphemous words of the lord

...and finally the violet waves announce their arrival
and blood will soon be painting the beloved lamenting
ocean...

The way is open... now they are coming
called by the words... the words of the lord

Ethereal harmonies spread trough all the air...
the unreal calm before Elnor's end...

7. The Wizard's Last Rhymes

The aim of the serpent, the serpent's creation
reveals itself now trough crystal spheres
He's riding the waves as a real conqueror
colliding with ships, the ships of the kings
He owns... your sword!

The emerald weapon, the steel of the heroes
Flow the black tears of dark angels
Your blade is now serving the dark force...
the evil source of the unborn
the truth is there... in this hands

QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE
DONETUR / Starless is my night, silent is my ride
trough the paradox of wishdom... to the sea of souls
Nel silenzio tragiche realta'...

FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM / THESE ARE THE
WIZARD'S LAST HOLY SIGHTS... / THE WIZARD'S LAST
RHYMES

We are reaching the brutal, the tragic dimension
led by reflections, reflectios of death
the ghost in the fog... wander lamenting
while violence devours my wasted brain
Let me... awake!

The astral bewitchement is the fatal witness
of created surge of chaos
I reflect the constellations' fall
Now close your eyes and fight blind
The moon is dying, don't fear his might

QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE
DONETUR / Starless is my night, silent is my ride
trough the paradox of wishdom... to the sea of souls
Nel silenzio tragiche realta'...

FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM / THESE ARE THE
WIZARD'S LAST HOLY SIGHTS... / THE POEM'S TRAGIC
RHYMES

Fierce blows the wind, infinite fires
on Elnor sea... hail to the king!
He died as brave, oh valiant hero
but so in vain, facing the storm... the storm!

And soon the snakes of the abys
swallowed the mighty woodship
while the waves of the bloody ocean
were reaching the walls of the falling town...

QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE
DONETUR / Starless is my night, silent is my ride
trough the paradox of wishdom... to the sea of souls
Nel silenzio tragiche realta'...

FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM / THESE ARE THE
WIZARD'S LAST HOLY SIGHTS... / THE POEM'S TRAGIC
RHYMES