Luca Turilli. King Of The Nordic Twilight. Where Heroes Lie. Zeneszám

Fury of tyrant and the power of Loth
The fist of the fighter, the last holy words
The face of the bastard, the pain in his eyes
Try to guess now, guess who am I

Shadows are burning, the cry of the damned
The flame of the abyss, the master of Hell
The ocean is raging, the thundering sky
Hail to the warriors and pray for your pride

Fly to the starlight, there where heroes lie
Your love won and now can ride
Fly to magic skies, there where heroes lie

Knight from the future thus broke the spell
The knights of Thalaria regained in their old land
For days they feasted, the last day of Kherd
But also remembered the poor Atriel

May now the people live here in peace
Riding on wisdom and fighting all sin
May now the wars fade on the shore
Fade into oceans, oceans of love

Fly to the starlight, there where heroes lie
Your love won and now can ride
Fly to magic skies, there where heroes lie

I know that you can't laugh, oh sweet Lorianne
But I can do something
And now close your, close your eyes

His love was coursing through her veins
Thanks to the kiss of Loth
And suddenly she fell on her knees
To thank God for the miracle
So she could hear for a new magic time
The holy words of his desperate sweetheart

Fly to the starlight there where heroes lie
Your love won and now can ride
Fly to magic skies, there where heroes lie
Ride there where heroes lie, heroes lie, heroes lie