Letras:
Ancient Bards The Alliance Of The Kings

[Alron] Oh Daltor, our fellow, you passed away you left to reach the fields where sorrow and suffering cease to exist and your rage can rest at last.

[Shena] The kings are coming from their lands they're calling me it must be serious if this time they have come this far this visit is unexpected I'

[Storyteller] lodi a te infinte solitarie e infernali notti eterne nel velo lontan luce celeste si spense nel fior nulla nel cuore, un lento torpor

know about the existence of a mysterious sword that gave its holder Absolute Power: immortal life, unbelievable strength and knowledge of all magic. Noone knew about the sword except the four kings

the goal For the peace of our lands we'll be victorious [Group] Arrows fly From your eyes The sun's hit by Your gold bow Mighty Rahed king of the elves