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Sailing through the fog in the argent lagoon

Looking for a treasure, I've read it in these runes

The spirit of light leads across the path

My heart burns with hope as I hear the chant of Death

Yeah! This radiance, and the moon in the sky

Lights up the vastlands

All holy creatures would die

The greyish-white mountain, lustrous as germanium

Exerts its pressure on the evil souls

Climbing tirelessly straight to the pearly peak

Facing enemies with serenity

Triumphing after reaching the high energy

I am the Wizard on the Silver Mountain

Obtain our grace, young sorcerer

You have the gift of the Gods

Reborn in the shadows

Listen to the call

This will never die in your essence

Your body of mithril glows

Iron and steel can't make you wounds

The Silver Mountain's curse

Feel your wisdom rising

Meditate on the cliffs

The Gryphon flies to meet you

Its cry echoes in eternity

Running ceaselessly to the pinnacle of fantasy

Adversaries killed symbolically

Absorbing the absolute electricity

I am the Wizard on the Silver Mountain

Accept your fate, old occultist

You have the power of the Lords

Revive from the ashes

Answer to the call

The Silver Mountain storms