Countess
The End of Time

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• 1. Battle Dawn (01:08)
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• 2. Iron Dragons (07:13)
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  An ancient kingdom surrounded by foes
  Its warriors are struggling, its people in fears
  United stand the world's barbarian hordes
  A once shining capital under siege for years
  
  After years of bloody battle and brutal siege
  The barbarian troops feel victory in their grasp
  The queen's men worn and the ancient walls torn
  Defenders in despair sound the magical horn
  
  The mighty sound carries far through the skies
  To a mythical lost land forgotten for ages
  Where the sound is heard by legendary beings
  Who are called to return to history's pages
  
  Walls are crumbling and invaders breach the gates
  When suddenly smoke and clamor fill the skies
  The iron dragons have returned to save their kin
  As the flames reign down the foe shall not win
  
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  Iron dragons fly
  Fire from the sky
  Iron dragons fly
  Watch the enemy die
  Iron dragons fly
  Charred the fallen lie
  Iron dragons fly
  
  "It was foretold in ancient times forgotten
  One day the kingdom would stand alone
  The last stronghold of the ways or yore
  The queen doomed to be slain on the throne
  
  At that time the horn of woe would sound
  That would call the forgotten brethren home
  To crush the foe besieging the citadel
  And save the kingdom from its death knell"
  
  Few foes survive the mighty dragon fire
  By the queen's men they are swiftly slain
  Once again the kingdom's banner is raised
  At last an end to an age of dread and pain
  
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  "It was foretold in ancient times forgotten
  That out of the ruins again glory would rise
  A splendiferous return to the ways of old
  Protected by the iron dragons in the skies"
• 3. Across the Rainbow Bridge (03:05)
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  I stand on the field of war
  Watching the ravens in the sky
  My final battle is at hand
  At last my time has come to die
  
  Dawn has come this winter morn
  In the morning sun's weak light
  I draw my mighty sword of steel
  Ready for my final glorious fight
  
  In fierce battle many foes I slay
  But their numbers are far too great
  Before long my enemies surround me
  Struck by steel I must meet my fate
  
  Across the bridge into the sky
  On wings of valkyries shall I fly
  
  Mortally wounded I lie on the field
  Valkyries descend from the battle sky
  Soon I shall join the father of hosts
  They lift me up, into the air we fly
  
  Across the bridge I enter the hall
  Joining the chosen who in battle died
  Valkyries serve us food and drink
  I take my place at the one-eyed's side
  
  We train and feast all day long
  For the final conflict we must prepare
  Forces of order and chaos shall meet
  All of existence shall fall into despair
  
  Across the bridge into the sky
  On wings of valkyries did I fly
• 4. Quest for the Book of Wrath (04:11)
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  An ancient tome, mythical and legendary
  The cryptic book of wrath must be found
  Source of unlimited dark majestic power
  Written in blood, in human skin bound
  
  Nine chosen warriors are sworn to the quest
  To find the book at last or perish trying
  In secret they prepare for many years
  To unleash the embodiment of all man's fears
  
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  The book of wrath must be found
  To open the gates of destruction and doom
  The tome of fury shall clear the path
  To unleash the final age of death and gloom
  
  Across mountains and deserts and forests
  The warriors stride on, guided by forgotten lore
  Forsaken temples and lost places of worship
  Ancient unholy sites stained with age-old gore
  
  After many years of hardship and searching
  The tome discovered far beneath the earth
  The key is in the spells in the unholy pages
  Written in archaic tongues forgotten for ages
  
  The book is opened and the symbols are ablaze
  The spells are spoken to open the gate
  Pathway to a place of horrors beyond belief
  Where demonic forces of destruction lie in wait
  
  (chorus)
  The book of wrath has been found
  It opened the gate to destruction and doom
  The tome of fury has opened the gate
  And unleashed the final age of death and gloom
• 5. Call Upon the Gods of Chaos (03:46)
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  An ancient tome, mythical and legendary
  The cryptic book of wrath must be found
  Source of unlimited dark majestic power
  Written in blood, in human skin bound
  
  Nine chosen warriors are sworn to the quest
  To find the book at last or perish trying
  In secret they prepare for many years
  To unleash the embodiment of all man's fears
  
  (chorus)
  The book of wrath must be found
  To open the gates of destruction and doom
  The tome of fury shall clear the path
  To unleash the final age of death and gloom
  
  Across mountains and deserts and forests
  The warriors stride on, guided by forgotten lore
  Forsaken temples and lost places of worship
  Ancient unholy sites stained with age-old gore
  
  After many years of hardship and searching
  The tome discovered far beneath the earth
  The key is in the spells in the unholy pages
  Written in archaic tongues forgotten for ages
  
  The book is opened and the symbols are ablaze
  The spells are spoken to open the gate
  Pathway to a place of horrors beyond belief
  Where demonic forces of destruction lie in wait
  
  (chorus)
  The book of wrath has been found
  It opened the gates to destruction and doom
  The tome of fury has opened the gate
  And unleashed the final age of death and gloom
• 6. A Thousand Torches (04:31)
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  The usurper sits upon his stolen throne
  Surrounded by his sycophantic slaves
  Haunted by troubled foreboding thoughts
  Before long they will all rest in their graves
  
  The rightful heir shall rule the realm
  After living in hiding for many a decade
  A host of loyal warriors now surrounds him
  The foe to feel the wrath of the chosen blade
  
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  The gods of battle shall be praised
  Swords are drawn, shields are raised
  
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  A thousand torches burn in the night
  In the dark the flames our only light
  What once was again shall be once more
  A glorious return to the ways of yore
  
  In the dark night the castle is stormed
  The usurper and his slaves taken by surprise
  In bloody battle all are mercilessly slain
  Everywhere sound glorious victory cries
  
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  The gods of battle have been praised
  Swords are drawn, shields are raised
  
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  A thousand torches burn in the night
  In the dark the flames our only light
  What once was again now is once more
  A glorious return to the ways of yore
• 7. Beyond the Veils (04:40)
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  Beyond the veils of philosophy and faith we are mere resonance
  We are but reflections outside the veils of space and time
  Beyond the shrouds of life and death we are only echoes
  The vastness of the universe knows reason nor rhyme
  
  What is, shall be
  
  Echoes of our ancestors and reflections of our progeny
  Resonance of the underworld and echoes of immortality
  We are mere shadows of history and images of the future
  The infinite universe knows ethics nor morality
  
  What shall be, has been
  
  Beyond the veils of time and space
  Beyond the shrouds of faith and philosophy
  Beyond the echoes of death and life
  Beyond the shadows of perception and reality
  
  In their image gods made man and he created those up high
  Gods and man so different yet in the same predicament
  Mirrors of what went before, mirrors of what is yet to be
  Alpha and omega, there can be no beginning without end
  
  What was, shall be
  What is, has been
• 8. Lord of the Millennia (03:28)
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  I was, am and shall be the heretic
  I lived throughout all the ages
  Witnessing and participating in
  Pivotal moments in history's pages
  
  I remember not when my quest began
  And surely know it will never cease
  So many lifetimes I have existed
  Through love and hate, war and peace
  
  I marched through Persia with Alexander
  Fought the new order with the samurai
  I stood against the mad pharaoh
  And watched the ravens in the sky
  
  I fought with Lee at Gettysburg
  Stood with the Greeks at Thermopylae
  Battled Custer at the Greasy Grass
  Near Dokkum the priest I did slay
  
  I was the preacher of the devil's sermon
  Wielded the sword forged to reign
  Played the organ in the chapel of doom
  I was there when Wallace was slain
  
  I watched destiny's fires in Vienna
  Stood with the Saxons against Charlemagne
  Fought the Ottomans with the Impaler
  I saw death and glory, joy and pain
• 9. March Towards the End of Time (07:09)
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  Listen to the words written in ancient times
  The prophecies contained in the age-old rhymes
  
  The wheel turns and shall turn again
  See the ominous signs all over the earth
  Another cycle shall soon come to an end
  An endless rhythm of death and rebirth
  
  Listen to the sermons from ages long gone by
  The tales that foretold the end of time is nigh
  
  Abominations and times of tribulation
  Creation and preservation are left behind
  All that remains are disaster and decline
  As was foretold in many an ancient rhyme
  
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  March towards the end of time
  Stride through dirt and filth and grime
  Total blackened chaos to engulf all
  All of civilization to crumble and fall
  
  From purity into corruption the world descends
  Chaos reigns and man can no longer make amends
  
  An eternal winter devastates all creation
  Corruption and quarrel, violence and decay
  The gods must face the forces of chaos
  From righteousness all are led astray
  
  (chorus)
• 10. Slaves Shall Serve (03:58)
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  Go to school, go to work
  Pay your taxes, pray in church
  You are born, then you die
  And in between you live a lie
  
  Vote for me, or for my opponent
  In this marvellous democracy show
  It doesn't matter either way
  Who rules your life you'll never know
  
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  The slaves shall serve
  The meek won’t inherit the earth
  The slaves shall serve
  Their whole futile lives from birth
  
  Watch the game, obey the law
  Heed the words of the priest
  Never ever think for yourself
  And in heaven you shall feast
  
  Enjoy your pitiful existence
  Never aware you're really a slave
  I control your entire life
  From the cradle to the grave
  
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  I send you off to fight a war
  That's none of your concern
  Your life never was worth dirt
  And for my sins you will burn
  
  You don't know your enemy
  It's not the one you see on TV
  You exist solely to serve me
  But my face you'll never see
  
  (chorus)
Dauer: 43:09