From the recording SHADOWS IN ATLANTIS
Music: Tyrtaeus Kamarinos
Lyrics: Chris A.D. Paschalidis
Lyrics
A freezing sun reigns from above and mocks the earth below him
In mud and stone the dead trees built their dome
Through the paths the legions passing, searching for glory
A man revenge would dare and set his snare
Close enough the native tribes summon their numbers,
sword and spear in hand
a man will call, for victory or fall
For the fallen, praise them high
For the glory, raise the battle cry
For vengeance, with iron fist
For freedom, awaken the legions of mist
From the ridge, amongst the trees
Thousands rise in the dead of night
A storm of steel, coming down the hill
Invaders blown like lifeless leaves in dawn!
Can you hear the song that most men fear,
the reaper stands alone
his shickle is dancing and the ravens sing along
The morning breaks the battle shades,
the aftermath revealed
the fearful army is gone their fate is sealed!
For the fallen, praise them high
For the glory, raise the battle cry
For vengeance, with iron fist
For freedom, awaken the legions of mist