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Rhapsody Rain Of A Thousand Flames

your blood mountains and valleys are calling your might Gargoyles and wizards prepare this last ride Mystical sunshines prelude to her coming the black flame

't organize become giants attacking our towns... a valid controffensive to stop those a tragic prelude to an announced... massacre! creatures this will only be a

The aim of the serpent, the serpent's creation reveals itself now trough crystal spheres He's riding the waves as a real conqueror colliding with ships

Prijevod: Rapsodija. Kiša Tisuću Flames.

the tragic night War of the ghostland take your souls but give us freedom once and for all ...firestorm! UNDER THE RAIN OF A THOUSAND FLAMES WE FACE