Авторы текста: Chris Kamper
Fighting their fear and facing the wrath Of others to join them and flames to impact No rules of engagement, no spoilers for violent desires Hungry for power the beasts clash within The walls of the townhall, where soon one will sing Of mercyless battles, fought by the lords of the sea The beating fists, the fiery breath Of the dragons Fills the place with it's own scent The scent of power No mercy, no mercy! for the faint at heart, the weak! They are falling, they are falling! But no one of them does weep! Acting as if they were thirsty for death Unfilled and still mighty their hunger for flesh Bones cracking loud as the end takes control of those living Honor is asking a price much too high When moments of agony soon pass them by Victory got it's own hell for them as they defend it "Driven by hate I feel for all of them who take control Of all my want and all my will, I cannot deny their end is near!" So may hero takes his final breath Not a word left before he falls for me "Failed to knock them down, I saw thy image crumble as they pass Your dead body lying on a stone as your soul is drained within!" Before thee! Force thee! End thee! Hate thee! Save thee! Fill me! World on fever Not a dragon can do that... "Every moment I can get to take a hold of my heart I try to find a way to keep my life a lasting second on the run!" Eye for an eye, son for a son, life for a life, not! Resist your hate!