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He comes at night to haunt her dreams

The Princess fears for her kingdom

Beseeching aid in Mitra’s shrine

Hearken to the words of wisdom

“Place the kingdom in the hands

Of the first man you meet…”

Black… Black Colossus

Black… Black Colossus

A armod-clad Cimmerian

Chosen to protect the throne

Armies under his command

The prophet shall be overthrown

Spreading carnage in his path

Whence came this eldritch foe?

Black… Black Colossus

Black… Black Colossus

Woe to the one

That defile his tomb

For centuries undisturbed

In slumbering gloom

The sorcerer rises…

The Veiled One gathered his hordes

To sweep into the Hyborian lands

Armies clash and death unfolds

Across the burning desert sands

The sorcerer shall fall

A sword will pierce his heart

Black… Black Colossus

Black… Black Colossus