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Lirieke: Thy Majestie. Wings of Wind.

The time is near and all around I felt
The lament and scream of Draita
Dreaming his rage my mind is so tired and faded
I'm sure I can't turn the page

So many heroes saw death in those battles of pain,
Fighting, suffering to preserve the peace in the reign

Souls of damned are coming to this land
They want to open the gates of return
Evil creatures are rising up from Hell to support the rebels
But I cannot bear this eternal fear my eyes are full of frozen tears
The future in hands crossing the lakes of Frhell
I light up dark lands
I can't forget the destruction and sorrow of the past
Now I must face all my destiny


Flying on winds of wind riding the desert's storms
I will survive until the end of the time
Flying on wings of wind I will preserve the rebirth
Of golden age after this history's page

Flying on winds of wind riding the desert's storms
I will survive until the end of the time
Flying on wings of wind I will preserve the rebirth
Of golden age after this history's page