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Fiend of Fire
03:51
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Across the Crescent Lake we ride,
To a land where ash and fire fly,
Out of a realm consumed by strife,
The balance hanging on a mythril knife.
Red magic at my back,
Hasten tempered attacks,
As weapons slash and arrows fly.
(Breaking the cycle stuck in time)
Fiend of Fire,
Swallower of crystal light,
Fiend of Fire,
You're chasing down eternal life, alright.
Into the blaze we now descend,
Sinister sorcery our shields cannot defend,
Engulfing flames we must repel,
By phoenix feathers and protective spells.
There is no turning back,
Our world under attack,
Ensnared by chaos from the shrine
Fiend of Fire,
Swallower of crystal light,
Fiend of Fire,
You're chasing down eternal life, alright.
Red magic at my back,
Hasten tempered attacks,
Breaking the cycle stuck in time
Fiend of Fire,
Swallower of crystal light,
Fiend of Fire,
You're chasing down eternal life, alright.
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2. |
Bastard Sons
05:13
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The orchard's infected and rotting, the fruit there is not fit to serve,
We peel back the bark now revealing, that its poison is rooted deep into the earth.
There will be no redemption, we all must now carry the torch,
To demolish the failing foundation, as we remake the world that you've battered and scorched.
Begone every Bastard Son, corrupted defilers of light,
We will burn every homestead down, so that you've nowhere left to hide,
Meet us on the battlefield, the world can no longer stay blind,
You have forced our hands to strike as you forced every tear from our eyes.
Every wolf in sheep's clothing will argue this is not the time,
How many more generations will die with your wool on their eyes,
Those who refuse to join us, avoiding the mud from the fight,
Your hands are still stained with blood but your robes stay as white as the ones we decry.
Begone every Bastard Son, corrupted defilers of light,
We will burn every homestead down, so that you've nowhere left to hide,
Meet us on the battlefield, the world can no longer stay blind,
You have forced our hands to strike as you forced every tear from our eyes
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3. |
The Night Below
03:41
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Down in the depths of the fathomless caverns
Through tunnels sealed by the dwarvish lords
Cyclopean spires sprawl out before us
Shadowborn heralds of nightmarish god-kings
Crawling our way through a slime-slickened passage
Armor soaked through to the very bone
Glittering eyes beneath turbid water
Piscean horrors rise up from the moat
(Whoa, oh) And the darkness is calling
Foul voice in my mind
(Whoa, oh), And the veil is lifted
Bow before their ancient might
So, we sink into the dark
Forsaken, torn apart
Dissolve before the will of the Master
Doomed, the path that led us here
Our end is drawing near
Spawn of the dark, aboleth marked
Beware the Night Below!
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4. |
Cult of the Serpent
04:26
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Focus your vision as fog dissipates, accept your ascension the future awaits
This is our season we are changing like the trees, bodies abandoned like the falling of the leaves.
Discard the cloak that you've desperately worn,
Shatter the shell and embrace your new form.
By the fang of the serpent, by the glint of the light in its eyes,
We shall pledge our subservience, consuming the venom that grants us new life,
On the altar we shed our skin, the poison still hot on our breath,
Witness our transformation, we remake our image and birth our new flesh.
Dispel the veil overwhelming your sight, unchain the covers from before your eyes,
Reject the shadows projecting the lies, out of the cavern and into the night.
Druidic magic contorting our shape,
Bodies will splinter but spirits won't break.
By the fang of the serpent, by the glint of the light in its eyes,
We shall pledge our subservience, consuming the venom that grants us new life,
On the altar we shed our skin, the poison still hot on our breath,
Witness our transformation, we remake our image and birth our new flesh.
Druidic magic contorting our shape,
My body will splinter but I will not break.
By the fang of the serpent, by the glint of the light in my eyes,
I shall pledge my subservience, consuming the venom that grants me new life,
On the altar I shed my skin, the poison still hot on my breath,
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Upon the world of Athas
Sorcerer kings reign beneath a darkened sun
Immortal rulers before the silt sea
Dragon king begat by ritual
Upon the ziggurat
Kalak now greets his ascension
Scourge of the barren sands
Sovereign lord of spell burnt wastelands
Psionic defiler
Cruelty unending
Come forth and take a stand
Templars shall fall and die by my hand
An oath we swear the king shall bleed, So
Rise from the pits and break free from their thrall
Make he who betrayed you now grovel and crawl
By blood and by bone we will shatter his throne
Sons of Tyr now heed the call
By spear and blade all tyrants shall fall
Out on the northern trade road
Threats arise from Urik
Wrath of kings unfolds
Their lust for iron remains unsated
Crimson Legion by my side I go
We spur them to revolt
Prepared to die for our freedom
Scourge of the barren sands
Sovereign lord of spell burnt wastelands
Psionic defiler
Cruelty unending
Come forth and take a stand
Templars shall fall and die by my hand
An oath we swear, we shall live free, so
Rise from the pits and break free from their thrall
Make he who enslaved [betrayed?] you now grovel and crawl
By blood and by bone we will shatter his throne
Sons of Tyr now heed the call
By spear and blade all tyrants shall fall
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6. |
Steel at my Side
04:41
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Across the Corusk Mountains, surmounting frigid peaks,
The wizard's words did guide the way,
A legacy forgotten, an oath I swore to keep,
Reclaim the blades my destiny
Wind at my back, Steel at my Side,
Five shall be one, my victory nigh.
Wind at my back, Steel at my Side,
You cannot run, and I will not hide.
With victory mounting, and turning the tides,
I'll take back the life that I've been denied.
Deep in a shadowed cavern, Dreamsinger calls to me,
My blood enflamed by melody,
Strike down the coward dragon, bring Stonefist to its knees,
Before my wrath my foes shall flee
Wind at my back, Steel at my Side,
Five shall be one, my victory nigh.
Wind at my back, Steel at my Side,
You cannot run, and I will not hide.
With victory mounting, and turning the tides,
I'll take back the life that I've been denied.
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7. |
Iuz the Old
06:20
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Fiend-spawn, demigod son of Abyssal consummation
Bringer of pain, avatar of eternal castigation
Elven lord's bane, from a City of Skulls his armies ride forth
Chaos shall reign, civilization shall burn at his whim
Black-heart, sorcery culled from matriarch's cursed lore
Binder of fiends, dark alliances forged with the Queen of Spores
Blighter of dreams, from the west a shadow grows ever longer
Reaper of screams, cries are torn from the throats of the dying
Cast down, entombed in a prison of coldest stone
Patient he waits, dark the day that he shall come reclaim his throne
Pawns in the dark, made to serve at wizard's cruelest behest
Heroes betrayed, the old one set free from his shackles
Kingdoms shall fall, shattered by war
By our hands they are undone
Nations shall drown in oceans of gore
By the will of the old one
Iuz the Old!
Iuz the Old! Harbinger of War
Iuz the Old!
Iuz the Old! The cambion king
Iuz the Old!
Iuz the Old! The lord of all Oerth
Iuz the Old!
Iuz the Old rides forth
Called forth, hordes of darkness assemble at his command
Lords in the north shall be made to bow before his demands
Wearing the face of the winter god thought to be Vatun
United in hate, Stonehold swears its oath to his foul rune
Battered down, lie the gates of the Shield Lands (citadels)
Writhing in pain, their defenders gasp a last farewell
Kingdoms shall fall, shattered by war
By our hands they are undone
Nations shall drown in oceans of gore
By the will of the old one
Iuz the Old!
Iuz the Old! Harbinger of War
Iuz the Old!
Iuz the Old! The cambion king
Iuz the Old!
Iuz the Old! The lord of all Oerth
Iuz the Old!
Iuz the Old rides forth
Ride! Now! to the ends of the earth
Slay all those who defy the master
Tear down the walls of Greyhawk
Lay claim to our prize
From the ashes a new age shall rise
From the ashes a new age shall rise
Ride! Now! Scourge of the throne
Gather their heads for the master
Tear down the kings of all Oerth
Lay claim to our prize
From the ashes a new age shall rise
From the ashes a new age shall rise
From the ashes a new age shall rise
From the ashes a new age shall rise
From the ashes a new age shall rise!
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8. |
The Voyage of the Wraith
04:15
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Son of the tide priest, far from his kingdom
Hidden away from the eyes of the world
Blood of King Primus, tlacking in wisdom
Heart of a hero, savior of all
Shadows gather
Dark water consuming Land and sea
Compass-light shall guide the way
Hoist he sails and anchors aweigh!
Riding on the waves in the shadow of the Maelstrom
Broken sword is raised with the fire of youth
Destinies are bound to the fate of their captain
The Voyage of the Wraith and a search for truth
An unlikely crew brought together by mischief
Ship stolen from a pirate most cruel
Treasures of Rule now shine in the distance
City once lost they soon shall renew
Pursued by Bloth's wrath they flee 'cross the ocean
Wind at their back, they slip past his guard
Darkdweller calls from the depths of Mer's waters
Lost in black caverns, haunted and scarred
Shadows gather
Dark water consuming land and sea
Compass-light shall guide the way
Hoist the sails and anchors aweigh!
Riding on the waves in the shadow of the Maelstrom
Broken sword is raised with the fire of youth
Destinies are bound to the fate of their noble captain
The Voyage of the Wraith is their search for the truth
Riding on the waves in the shadow of the Maelstrom
Broken sword is raised with the fire of youth
Destinies are bound to the fate of their noble captain
The Voyage of the Wraith is their search for the truth
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9. |
Chaos to the Realm
04:01
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Scourging the dungeons as we forge our deadly path,
Slayers of all who dare come in reach of our wrath,
Diplomacy ignored and failing when we check,
Burn their encampments and loot every treasure chest.
We hear adventure call our name,
Unleash the fury that refuses to be tamed.
We are the masters and the wielders of the sacred flame,
We traveled far, we battled hard across the astral plane,
We've braved the darkness, championed the lands where demons dwell,
Fury at our fingertips, bringing Chaos to the Realm.
We are the force on which our kingdom now depends,
Our presence countering the balance we defend,
Revered as saviors and as heroes of our time,
Leaving no witnesses to tell tales of our crimes.
Our weapons drawn for minor plight,
Murderous grifters diving into every fight.
We are the masters and the wielders of the sacred flame,
We traveled far, we battled hard across the astral plane,
We've braved the darkness, championed the lands where demons dwell,
Fury at our fingertips, bringing Chaos to the Realm.
*Sound of Alexi Laiho fighting a bobcat*
We are the masters and the wielders of the sacred flame,
We traveled far, we battled hard across the astral plane,
We've braved the darkness, championed the lands where demons dwell,
Fury at our fingertips, bringing Chaos to the Realm.
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10. |
Fall on Your Blade
04:03
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Crusader, invader, begone from this land, your presence defiling the earth where you stand,
A mouthpiece for hatred and foul zealotry, you cower away from your earned infamy,
Defending traditions that you never knew, respect and honor are foreign to you,
Begone from this world, and sow no more strife, deus vault yourself into the afterlife.
Indulge your cult with your insanity,
What have you bought now at the cost of your humanity.
Kneel for the cross, and Fall on Your Blade,
March into Hell as your final crusade,
Rot in the bed of repugnance you've made,
Just like Byzantium fall, Fall on Your Blade.
Deceiver, flase preacher, we see through your plan, you're a pestilent slug in the shape of a man,
Disgusting and twisted the lies that your spread, tear your demagogue's tongue straight out from your head,
Your bound for perdition, your faith is untrue, the barest modichum of virtue eschewed,
Your time now has come, and vengeance is nigh, the old gods will smile on the day that you die.
Indulge your cult with more insanity,
Sycophantic heretics now racing towards calamity.
Kneel for the cross, and Fall on Your Blade,
March into Hell as your final crusade,
Rot in the bed of repugnance you've made,
Just like Byzantium fall, Fall on Your Blade.
Kneel for the cross, and Fall on Your Blade,
Christ can not save you as your spotlight fades,
Die in obscurity and a shallow grave,
Cast down from grace as you fall, Fall on Your Blade
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