The plane of fire Six centuries past The angel overlord Began his selfish quest To rule on Athland He schemed and lied They sailed the black seas And the balance died Now our world is held in sway The balance fades away To bring the final Days of Astasia Down far below He is calling out for souls And in dreams he will promise you the powers of old War has begun On this eve of corruption And the days the prophets warned us of have come The War of Balance Now rages on Unite the clans of old To fight the Burning One Twas there on Vahltas It came to pass A sacrifice was made To bind him there at last Now our world is held in sway The balance fades away To bring the final Days of Astasia Down far below He is calling out for souls And in dreams he will promise you the powers of old War has begun On this eve of corruption And the days the prophets warned us of have come They have come