Lo ! Dawn of Megiddo Crystal view crowns bizarre fires What was still mine Or already thine With the scent of the sprouting spires Sunrise of Megiddo My foe ! These golden runes engraved In a ring, aleague once graved Harlot of fortune or jester of death Still inaccessible while drawing breath Smell of the forest, let me remember Days of wandering, darkening with embers Thy onyx eys glew suspicious, would defy Thy oath of a Lord was a dark elf's lie My feet touch no longer ground ! Downward to my soulclad stared I dance in winds the horde is bared A toad so scared cares not for foe Always dared to roar below Taste together blood in dwarfish war I esteemed thee, Lord sealed with my gore Never I'll forget my duty with disgrace signed At our oak I dangle with the wind Thou said keen, that thy interrests Could have killed my peace of mind But this idea which let thee still infest Was one of the same murderous kind Downward to my soulclad stared I dance in winds the horde is bared A toad so scared cares not for foe Always dared to roar below Had no chance to discharge My guilt with my services My attachment was my charge So I struggle my vices But I still repent naught Twighlight of Megiddo !