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The Last Ritual A Demon Child - Tol Sirion
The night is here to give me
these powers,
and the secret words are screaming
in the shadows.
By demons, ancient like death.
With the power from the purple rock,
in a cavern with powerful evil.
The dark witch is singing loud,
the last poem a dark vision.
Lost symbols are written in stone
and the words are screaming now.
This magic will be our death,
because my son will be the nigth.
The flames from human bones are
burning in fire from the hell.
Secret symbols are calling
the darkness
and the witch is calling his name.
Dark blood from her grail,
infect the infertile ground
to warm the little child.
The last ritual is waiting the blood,
the soul, the painful birth.
Flesh, symbols,
the bastard will be alive.
Dark candles close the circle,
virgin blood in a cup with symbols.
Warm up slowly, waiting her god
to curse the child and become his son.
In a vision, she saw her fate.
Ashes, war, a king of pain.
It's the destiny of the son,
but she must burn to die.
Ashes, it's what she saw, like
the prophecy.
Bloodshed, vision of war,
slaves of my son.
Madness, a world of death.
The flames from human bones
are warming up the child in my hands.
Ancient demons are dancing
in darkness and the witch
is cursing with hate.
Dark blood from her grail, is now
a little child, and coming for our souls.
The last ritual is finished at last
and all will be judged.
Visions of war, slaves of my son.
Demons dancing, screaming with hate.
The last ritual, a demon child is alive.
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The Ashes Of A Dark Heart - Tol Sirion
In the deep of the black forest,
we are walking to the
ancient stake.
I see her eyes wishing for freedom,
but they find a mortal pain.
A place where the evil screams,
where the witches burn in our rage.
We can't wait to see you in flames,
you are waiting for the last cold kiss.
The kiss of the death, old witch.
Monster, bad omen, dark beast.
You will suffer freak,
you will die in a single
scream of pain.
Say your last words, say them.
I'll return like a terrible pest.
Close to midnight, the winter cold.
The witch has got afraid,
the stake has started to burn.
Dancing flames are melting her feet,
and all are screaming,
screaming for her death.
But the ashes are flying in the air,
flying to the storm, the dark tempest.
Now we see the curse in a black rain
and soon we'll see our land in
a slowly death.
We didn't care the words of her spell.
Wanted her soul destroyed
and far away.
Because her bastard is a
shadows servant.
Will be disgrace.
The bastard of the witch,
hunter of souls.
Is coming with the war.
Crack of doom.
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The War, The Last Crack Of Doom - Tol Sirion
The war is imminent,
the signals of distress.
Fall from the tempest,
rain of disgrace.
The war is near,
I feel it through the earth,
I see it through my nightmares,
I smell it in the air.
It's the darkness, it's upon us.
We will fight, it's our destiny.
We are lost.
The last rain with ashes falls
in this land.
Infecting like a pest, sickening
our hearts.
The children are dying,
the elder are dead.
It was our rage the key of this hell.
The prophecy is coming true,
I feel the spell.
The evil of a witch will be
poison in our fates.
A bastard is now a king and
returned for his blood.
The army of the shadows
is the last crack of doom.
The war is imminent,
the signals of distress.
Falling from the tempest,
rain of disgrace.
The war is near,
I feel it through the earth,
I see it through my nightmares,
I smell it in the air.
It's the darkness, it's upon us.
We will fight, it's our destiny.
With the prophecy,
and the ashes,
and this war.
We are doomed.
We are doomed.
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Ancient Prophecies, Guide Of This Time - Tol Sirion
Ashes will curse these lands.
Screams deep in the silence.
In a child will become the night
and spears will touch the skies.
A few will rise against them,
in a battle like nothing before.
Ancient prophecies, guide of this time.
Tell us our destiny.
Prophetic war.
Shadows of disgrace will return,
the black rain will poison hearts.
Flesh, fire, and smell of death.
Madness and rage will be judge.
Ancient prophecies, guide of this time.
Tell us our destiny.
Prophetic war.
This is the prophetic war.
We didn't care the signs.
We didn't care the spell of the
dark witch that night.
Wanted her soul destroyed and far away,
but her blood is here tonight.
We will fight together
against the order of the dark lord from
the evil lands.
In that birth the dark witch
invoked a spirit
from the other side.
Absolute power, a son,
his vengeance, the end of
this world.
Now here comes the bastard,
our enemy, we must fight
for our lands.
We must be defenders of life.
Fight for truth.
Brothers it's our time.
In this field, in this time,
the forces of the dark come
for last time.
It's all or nothing,
the beginning of the end
of their lies.
Warriors prepare for battle,
defend our people,
never surrender.
Wait for the enemy forces,
defend our lands from
the war path.
In that birth,
a spirit from the other side.
Against this absolute power,
brothers it's our time.
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Spears Over The Hill
03:58
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Spears Over The Hill - Tol Sirion
The dark prophecy is here,
the shadows over us.
The bastard is the prophetic lord.
His army is near, i hear his noise,
getting closer and closer and close.
The spears are visible,
thorns searching for blood.
The drums of war,
screaming and singing out loud.
It's the cold silence,
it's time to die.
From the mountains the fire
is coming fast.
It's the warlord and his best warriors,
screaming words of fear and pain.
The spears are visible,
thorns searching for blood.
The drums of war,
screaming and singing out loud.
Powerful thunders moved the clouds.
Stronger winds are singing our minds.
We are standing and waiting for
empty souls with purple eyes.
Over the hill i see the death.
His army getting closer step by step.
He is the bastard, he is really a king.
And promises flames for our screams.
It's here, in the hill.
I am the dark lord, hunter of souls.
I will kill them all, children
and women.
I will burn it all.
I will eat their burning flesh
and drink from the bloody hearts.
And with all their bodies and skulls
I will elevate my throne.
The time of my age is coming
from the stars.
The shadows are mine and the
darkness is by my side.
I am the bastard with ancient arts,
arts from my mother,
now are witch's dust.
The spears are visible,
thorns searching for blood.
The drums of war,
screaming and singing out loud.
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Battle Begins
03:34
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Battle Begins - Tol Sirion
Warriors,
prepare the shields it's our time,
In the battlefield raise your voices,
the storm became a powerful scream.
Justice or honor.
What are we fighting for?
Warriors in line,
prepare for bloodshed.
These dark kingdoms say:
“Join us in this fate.”
Serving to the shadows,
the dark lord himself.
Raise your swords and
bring me their heads.
The blood will run in our hands.
Screams like thunders,
steel and hate.
Kill these servants, walking death.
These dark kingdoms say:
“Join us in this fate.”
Serving to the shadows,
the dark lord himself.
Perhaps we will never
return alive.
Our fate could be dying today,
but we must do something
against them.
We are the line, the last
defenders to defeat the spell
disgrace.
Prophecies of the ancient world,
guide us through the
winding road.
It's the beginning of a dark age.
A new order of slaves and pain.
These dark kingdoms say:
“Join us in this fate.”
Serving to the shadows,
the dark lord himself.
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A Few Moments To Die
04:09
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A Few Moments To Die - Tol Sirion
In this field the battle's
just begun.
A few moments to spill our blood.
It's time to defend ourselves,
against the order of the darkness.
It's a reality,
her son came with a terrible war.
Through the lands,
collecting souls, sowing fear.
A new age,
in dark lights for everyone.
It's our fate,
to fight and die for our freedom.
Our steel is prepared to kill.
A few moments to spill my blood.
It's time to defend ourselves,
against the order of the darkness.
Madness, madness.
Slavery,
will prevail if they win this war.
Annihilation,
any tongue, any soul.
Through their lies,
many kingdoms have fallen.
For salvation,
made the warriors fall in shadows.
Suffering,
is the price of a new world.
Was our rage?
We were blind, we were fooled.
Now we see, it's our fault,
here we are in this war.
Under moonlight, the last poem
will be written with our lives.
To the witch's bastard,
we must refuse, we must survive.
In these last times,
I see the signs in the sun,
our star.
It's our final choice,
be free or be slaves.
Freedom or death.
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Defenders
05:22
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Defenders - Tol Sirion
Warriors with purple eyes,
standing side by side.
We must avoid the fear,
keep this fire inside.
I see our enemies,
with horses of war.
This day will live forever,
in memories of blood.
What are those screams?
They are not humans,
they are dark slaves.
Armies in purple eyes.
They collide against
our resistance.
A few men called to arms.
Defenders.
For our lands, our children, our souls.
Dark kingdoms, puppets of doom,
conquer with fire and war.
They are here against us,
we are here waiting for.
What are you waiting for?
Bastard seed of disgrace.
Your wish is a new world,
with fear legions of pain.
You'll never be our emperor,
you will be defeated
once and for all.
Defenders.
These few people,
will be your downfall,
your last fate.
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