Power of the Dragonflame - Rhapsody Of Fire

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 was 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 page of blood was written by them…

The dead now lying 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

Rise, rise, rise… rise again…

Mighty dragon 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 page of blood was written by them…

The dead now lying 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