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The wide green and windy valley's wood
the high dark ice veiled mountain
With the silent mystic castle walls
are now showing their lament
The sad magic dance of my white elves...
sing to mark the past of hero
Sing to cry his tragic destiny
and to lead him on his way
WHILE THE THE FIRE BURNS AND THEIR HANDS NOW RISE
TO THE CRYSTAL SKY FOR THE WARRIOR'S PRIDE
MAY THE MIGHTY KING RIDE THE WIND OF DREAMS
BREATH IN OUR TREES FREEING US FROM SIN
On the golden throne of Irekan
she is fighting back her tears
Her sad future so without her king
will be too hard to endure
Now the valiant knights of twilight come all
from the farest midlands
'cause the songs of jester reached their crown
and so now they come for him
WHILE THE THE FIRE BURNS AND THEIR HANDS NOW RISE
TO THE CRYSTAL SKY FOR THE WARRIOR'S PRIDE
MAY THE MIGHTY KING RIDE THE WIND OF DREAMS
BREATH IN OUR TREES FREEING US FROM SIN
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- Demonheart
- Planet Metal 9
- Gothic Spirits 4
- Prophet of the Last Eclipse
- Metal Hammer: Noise Inc, Volume 2
- Arise Heavy Metal Magazine Sampler No 1
- Rock Hard: Dynamit, Volume 34
- The Ancient Forest of Elves
- Millenniumliitto
- Rock Hard: Dynamit, Volume 18
- Louder Than the Dragon
- Hard Rock & Metal Hammer - Off Road Tracks, Volume 24
- The Infinite Wonders of Creation
- Beautiful Voices, Volume 2
- The Keepers of Jericho: A Tribute to Helloween
- The Keepers of Jericho: A Tribute to Helloween, Pts. 1 & 2