Impotently at the end of an era we assist
As a last rampart we protect the ancient wisdom
Our valour multiply our blades
Our valour multiply our blades!

But this is not enough
Falsehood and treason have reduced our lines
And increased the ones of the enemy of the ancient gods
Of the ancient gods!

Their thirst of lands and power
Will bring death and destruction
For centuries to come
The gods, offended
By whom have blackened them, have forget us
Have forget us!

As two terrible dragons battle arrays clash
One white as his prophet's livery,
Tint in nothingness and emptiness
Of his sentences
The other one red,
As shame and rage for thousand years
Of aggression endured

Through sparks and flames,
Bloody rivers flow
Through the green plains

The schock is terrible
And many sons of the earth
Lost their lives on the field

Brother they were, now full of hate
Infused by the priests
Of the god of the desert
For a supposed difference of beliefs

The white dragon dispers and disbounds his enemies,
Devouring them with fierce
Without mercy, without honour!

And after our killing,
They convert our sons
With tortures

They fill our sons' hearts with
Fear and suspect, hate and ignorance
Hate and ignorance!

Another era will have to pass over
But nothing is linear in the circle of time

The gods, offended
By whom have blackened them, have forget us
Have forget us!

The wyrd repeat himself
And the forgotten forces
Will free
Gathering our

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