Letras de Canciones de Opera IX
Battle cry

Impotently at the end of an era we assist As a
last rampart we protect the ancient wisdom Our
valour multiply our blades But this is not enough
Falsehood and treason have reduced our lines And
increased the ones of the enemy of the ancient
gods Their thirst of lands and power will bring
death and destruction for centuries to come The
gods, offended by whom have blackened them, have
forget us As two terrible dragons battle arrays
clash One white as his prophet's livery, tint in
nothingness and emptiness of his sentences The
other one red, as shame and rage for thousand
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years of eggression endured Through sparks and
flames, bloody rivers flood through the green
plains The schock is terrible and many sons of the
earth lost their lives on the field Brother they
were, now full of hate infused by the priests of
the god of the desert For a supposed difference of
belives The white dragon dispers and disbound his
enemies, divouring them with fierce Without mercy,
without honour! And after our killing, they
convert our sons with tortures They fill our sons
hearts with fear and suspect, hate and ignorance
Another era will have to pass over But nothing is
linear in the circle of time The wyrd repeat
himself and the forgotten forces will free
themselves Gathering our sacrifice!