In my heart, the anger lives on eternity
Evil shadows surround me and the fear takes my soul, tormenting my mind
Where the pillars were destroyed
In the twilight, the dry flowers fall from the oak in dryad´s land
Like tears of a dragon encaged by curse, facing its darkest fear…
And i wish to walk with my dryad
Walking through these valley os shades, i will fly till the end of dark age and glory find
My spirit house reacts finding strength to win……to win now….
In the magic mountain of elfs,
The flowers dance by the sing (of) birds of valhalla, where i´ll go, to relief my pain…
Without fear of shadows (that) surround me
Oh, oak keep this divine soul, and don´t leave men's curse take you
The agonying pain i feel as a slice (of) vengeance sword….