A flaming blade of the dark shadows struck the lands
With furious lightning it fell into the hands of man
And the ancient fire came down
Down from the sky into the ground
Down from the sky into the ground
The clouds moved aside as the sword was cast from the sky
Burnt by a mark of fire, who shall make this find
And the grey clouds were watching down, down from the sky into the ground
...As the shapes of light were drowned
Creatures started crowling from the ashes and smoke
And the night was cursed and drifting within the winds so cold
And the knights from the sea were marching down
To the deep caverns down
Down where the old spells are found
The war was growing in the old lands and towns
From the mountains war drums pounded with a defeaning sound
They'll seek the sword forevermore, until in battle they'll fall
...Now, hear the battle's call
Who dares to play with death?
Who smells the dragon's breath?
No grief for the fallen ones;
The search for the sword has begun.
Lai Lai, Lai Lai, Lai Lai...HEI!
Great as the mountains and seas,
Grim as the earth and old trees,
Made from the glimmer of golden lakes,
Chained with fire that never fades.
Rocks and stones they carve and mould,
When the rivers run fierce and cold,
May this chant haunt your past,
For this Sword is yours at last!
Raise the arms the battle is near
Through the mud and waters clear
The blood is coloring the lands again
A sign of victory the wind will send
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