Rhymes of a Tragic Poem - The Gothic Saga

I. Tears of a Dying Angel

[Intro]
Fuoco, pianto, sangue, cancro
Morte nera dentro me
Sacra lotta dura cruda di ideali senza eta'
Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur
Sad dark angel write the poem's evil page

Fuoco, pianto, sangue, cancro
Morte nera dentro me
Sacra lotta dura cruda di ideali senza eta'
Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur
Sad dark angel write the poem's evil page

[Spoken:]
Yes, my dear friends, the sun shining on our beloved
Lands seems to not be the same anymore...
From when the magic sword was handled by the black king
Akron none of us... None of us can sleep peacefully...
He's clearly preparing his plans of war to attack the
People of these wonderful valleys...
The ancient towns of Elnor and Thorald
Will be surely the first goals
In his ambitious and cruel dream of conquest...
Come mighty warrior... Come to help your... Your...

Oh god!... Oh god... No...
They found it, they found it...
The ancient words are going to be pronounced...
Thanks to the cosmic power of the emerald weapon
The book of the dead kept by the dark angel is now
Open and the rites of blood are going to begin...
Oh no, god!... Oh no... I hear those damned words...
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona
I hear them...
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...
I hear them... Necros
Dagma, Atra, Krona...

The abyss will soon spit out thousands of demoniac
Creatures and she will be back to lead them all..!
Why? Why? The godforsaken bitch ancient servant of
Kron will be free from the spell that was trapping her
In the crytpts of the ghostland... What the fathers of
My father were able to do is going to end...
Oh yes, I knew it... I knew it!
... The power of the emerald sword in the wrong hands
I knew it!
Can lead to these tragic results...
... The waves of the oceans will soon
And if we don't organize
Become giants attacking our towns...
A valid controffensive to stop those
Creatures this will only be a tragic...
A tragic prelude to an announced... Massacre!

[Refrain]
Fuoco (fuoco), pianto (pianto), sangue (sangue), cancro (cancro)
Morte nera dentro me
Sacra (sacra) lotta (lotta) dura (dura) cruda (cruda) di ideali senza eta'
Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur

[Spoken:]
My dear Elnor, Thorald... The dark angel is now
Sheding his tears...
... Fight for your past, fight for
Your future... Elnor, Thorald... Resist... Resist!

II. Elnor’s Magic Valley

[instrumental]

III. The Poem’s Evil Page

[Verse 1]
The silent willows keep the ancient stone
Hidden behind that cryptic door

[Refrain]
Rituals of terror quake all the ghostland
The bloody line now paints the cold floor
The evil pages are almost written
With the dark poison of flesh and bones
Fire is raining on the grey mountains
Waters are waiting for the last oath
The way is open... Now they are coming
Called by the blasphemous words of the lord

[Spoken:]
... And finally the violent waves announce their arrival
And blood will soon be painting the beloved lamenting
Ocean...

[Verse 2]
The way is open... Now they are coming
Called by the words... The words of the lord
Ethereal harmonies spread through all the air...
The unreal calm before Elnor's end...

IV. The Wizard’s Last Rhymes

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
The aim of the serpent, the serpent's creation
Reveals itself now trough crystal spheres
He's riding the waves as a real conqueror
Colliding with ships, the ships of the kings
He owns... Your sword!

The emerald weapon, the steel of the heroes
Flow the black tears of dark angels
Your blade is now serving the dark (force...)
The evil source of the unborn
The truth is there... In this hands

[Pre-Chorus]
Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur
Starless is my night, silent is my ride
Trough the paradox of wishdom... To the sea of (souls)
Nel silenzio tragiche realtà...

[Chorus]
Fire is blazing fast across the bloody red sea
The sunlight is fading on him
These are the wizard's last holy sights...
The wizard's last rhymes

[Verse 2]
We are reaching the brutal, the tragic dimension
Led by reflections, reflections of death
The ghost in the fog... Wander lamenting
While violence devours my wasted brain
Let me... Awake!

The astral bewitchement is the fatal witness
Of created surge of chaos
I reflect the constellations' (fall)
Now close your eyes and fight blind
The moon is dying, don't fear his might

[Pre-Chorus]
Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur
Starless is my night, silent is my ride
Trough the paradox of wishdom... To the sea of (souls)
Nel silenzio tragiche realtà...

[Chorus]
Fire is blazing fast across the bloody red sea
The sunlight is fading on him
These are the wizard's last holy sights...
The poem's tragic rhymes

[Instrumental break]

[Post-Chorus]
Fierce blows the wind, infinite fires
On Elnor sea... Hail to the king!
He died as brave, oh valiant hero
But so in vain, facing the storm... The storm!

[Spoken:]
"And soon the snakes of the abys
Swallowed the mighty woodship
While the waves of the bloody ocean
Were reaching the walls of the falling town..."

[Bridge]
My brother's limbs, food for those snakes
The divine steel, deep under me
Under me!

[Pre-Chorus]
Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur
Trough the paradox of wishdom... To the sea of souls
Starless is my night, silent is my ride
Nel silenzio tragiche realtà...

[Chorus]
Fire is blazing fast across the bloody red sea
The sunlight is fading on him
These are the wizard's last holy sights...
The poem's tragic rhymes

[instrumental break]

[Chorus]
Nel silenzio tragiche realtà...
Fire is blazing fast across the bloody red sea
The sunlight is fading on him
These are the wizard's last holy sights...
The poem's tragic rhymes

[Instrumental outro]