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CHOIRS RESOUNDED FIRES DANCED

BLOW, MY MISTRAL SHAPES AND RAGE

THE CLOTHS WERE MANY BUT NO FACES

THE LEGEND WAS TRUE, FEAR GOT INTO ME

FLOATING BODIES LIKE BLACK CLOUDS

I DIDN'T KNOW MY DESTINY AND I WAS SURROUNDED

THE NATURE IN SILENCE, A HAND TO THE SKY

MAGIC IN THE AIR, THE FOG DISAPPEARED

THE GRAY CASTLE OF A THOUSAND LIVES

ROSE TO MY WORLD, WITH FEW HOPES

AT THE FEET OF SAKTHIA, LIKE A CHILD

FINALLY MADRIGA, THE SWORD OF THE REALM



IT WAS GIVEN TO YOU AS A GIFT AND THE

MAGIC ARTS, LAST STAND OF ITS SPIRITS

MAY YOUR SEARCH BEGIN,

MOUNTAINS,WOODS, DESERTS,

HORRID CREATURES BEFORE YOU, SPELLS,

BUT THE STRENGHT IS INSIDE YOU

SPIRITS DANCE IN THE WINTER EVENING

A SCENT SPREADS IN HERUKA'S STREETS

LIGHT DISAPPEARED,

IN YOUR VEINS NOW BLOOD RUNS NO MORE,

ONLY THE ESSENCE,

THE ESSENCE OF THE REALM

NOTHINGNESS. I COULD HEAR ONLY NOTHINGNESS

MAGIC OF THE MIND DID ITS TRICK

AND THEN I WANDERED. WHY? WHY ME?

ME, NO, ANSWER ME, ANSWER ME

SHUT UP WARRIOR! FATE IS WRITTEN

DO NOT CARE ABOUT WHAT HAS BEEN DECIDED

AND YOUR DOINGS WON'T BE CONTINUED

AND NOW GO. GO ALONG YOUR WAY

SIR ADRANOR OF HERUKA

THOUGHTS AND QUESTIONS INVADED MY MIND

SUDDENLY I WAS ALONE, YES, ALONE BY ITS WALLS

BUT MY SOUL WAS STRONGER THAN BEFORE

I TURNED MY BACK TO THE SECULAR FORTRESS

FIRES BURN OUT THE FOG REAPPEARED