Fire is raging on the battlefield
while Arwald is fighting the war
of the kings
The army of Dargor, the thunder,
the storm...
so people are calling the brave
and his sword
No time left to save the wise
throne!
Shades of a past not so far to
forget...
the rise of the demons from their
bloody Hell!
So come mighty warrior to light
the lost hope
for Tharos the dragon and your
cosmic soul...
Now handle your emerald
sword!
For Ancelot
the ancient cross of war
for the holy town of gods
Gloria, gloria perpetua
in this dawn of victory
The ride of the dead and their
practice of pain
is pounding in him as a terrific
quake
You're closer and closer now
follow their smell
with your holy armour the steel
in your hand
Fly angel of bloody revenge!
For Ancelot
the ancient cross of war
for the holy town of gods
Gloria, gloria perpetua
in this dawn of victory
Tragic and furious the clash of
the steel of the gods
and so magic the power, the
sword in his valorous hands
Oceans of fire are blasting the
throne of the demons
and from distant red skies the
thunders are calling his name
the name of the master of pain!
For Ancelot
the ancient cross of war
for the holy town of gods
Gloria, gloria perpetua
in this dawn of victory
Gloria, gloria perpetua
in this dawn of victory
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