The boat follows it's course
Between the black blade and the burning sky
A deep silence is broken
For old memories of a shaman
Blood on your hands
In the begin of wartime
Other wars
Just pain
Whispers float over the plains
Along with the warm wind blowing from the north
Fear invading hearts
The waters ripple under the full moon light
Everything is so old
As the gods of yore
A black blade reflects secret worlds
Between the dusk and desecrated olympus
Flaming trees falling to the ground
A prayer echoes through the smoke screen
Gates open, release the creatures
Nothing survive the power of
Nothing survive the power of
The black mirror
Blood on your hands
In the begin of wartime
Other wars
Just pain
A black blade reflects secret worlds
Between the dusk and desecrated olympus
Flaming trees falling to the ground
A prayer echoes through the smoke screen
Gates open, release the creatures
Nothing survive the power of
Nothing survive the power of
A black blade reflects secret worlds
Between the dusk and desecrated olympus
Flaming trees falling to the ground
A prayer echoes through the smoke screen
Gates open, release the creatures
Nothing survive the power of
Nothing survive the power of
The black mirror