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Rain of a Thousand Flames
2001

 1. Rain of a Thousand Flames
 2. Deadly Omen
 3.Queen of the Dark Horizons

Rhymes of a Tragic Poem - the Gothic Saga

 4. Tears of a Dying Angel
 5. Elnor's Magic Valley
 6. The Poem's Evil Page
 7. The Wizard's Last Rhymes





Rain of a Thousand Flames

DIES IRAE
REGNA NELL' OSCURITA'

Guardians of the moonlight bring the spell alive
trought the sphere of sorrow lead my holy ride
Titans of the desert face the warlord's pride
fighters from the near lakes join the tragic night
War of the ghostland take your souls
but give us freedom once and for all
...firestorm!

UNDER THE RAIN OF A THOUSAND FLAMES
WE FACE THE REAL PAIN FALLING IN VAIN
WHILE THE DARK ANGEL SCREAMS FOR VENGEANCE
IN THE DEAD SHADOW OF FALLING STARS

Silent cries of virgins touch the heart of night
raped by the demons under painful sights
Sperm and blood and terror chaos in my head
Is the law of evil triumph for the damned
War of the ghostland take your souls
but give us freedom once and for all
...firestorm!

UNDER THE RAIN OF A THOUSAND FLAMES
WE FACE THE REAL PAIN FALLING IN VAIN
WHILE THE DARK ANGEL SCREAMS FOR VENGEANCE
IN THE DEAD SHADOW OF FALLING STARS

...Moonlight is the witness of the most tragic day for our lands...
nothing seems possible to change the destiny of war...

Lament of heroes reach the deep skies
fill the wide cosmos and free my pain... my pain!

UNDER THE RAIN OF A THOUSAND FLAMES
WE FACE THE REAL PAIN FALLING IN VAIN
WHILE THE DARK ANGEL SCREAMS FOR VENGEANCE
IN THE DEAD SHADOW OF FALLING STARS

DIES IRAE
REGNA NELL' OSCURITA'





ROSA NERA SUSSURRANTE PIANGE SANGUE D'INNOCENZA
DALL'ABISSO LEI RITORNA PER URLARE LA SENTENZA

The witches are riding, wolfs howl at the moon
while candles are lighting the black mess of fools
The daughter of evil the mistress of shame
her tomb is now open to allow her awake
...'cause she is the princess of sorrow,
'cause she is the bringer of pain
while gothic portals of saddness
call her unpronouncable name
Moonlight is lighting her face
down in the crypts of the damned
Her sins will not be the last
when the rituals start

BLACK CANDELS BURNING ANNOUNCE HER COME BACK
THE REIGN IS AWAITING THE QUEEN OF THE DEAD... OF THE DEAD!

The poison is ready, the words are pronounced
the portals are open, her soul wanders trought
Her body is moving, her heart of bitch pounds
Is Kron who lives in her, in her open wounds
...'cause she was devoted to darkness,
drinking black blood for her god
Witch of perversion and luxury suicide
as true lover of Kron

Moonlight is lighting her face
down in the crypts of the damned
Her sins will not be the last
when the rituals start

BLACK CANDELS BURNING ANNOUNCE HER COME BACK
THE REIGN IS AWAITING THE QUEEN OF THE DEAD... OF THE DEAD!

ROSA NERA SUSSURRANTE PIANGE SANGUE D'INNOCENZA
DALL'ABISSO LEI RITORNA PER URLARE LA SENTENZA

Oh, God... the passage is open
the souls of the damned are ready to cross it...
Godforsaken bitch...! Your fucking army of dead
will never be so powerful to break the chains of wisdom... beware!

My land don't cry
My birds don't stop to fly
Poor child don't die
don't let her taste your blood

Gargoyles and wizards prepare this last ride
mountains and valleys are calling your might
Mystical sunshines prelude to her coming
the black flame of evil is burning and growing
Queen... queen of the dark horizons!
Forest of ghostland give your sad welcome
to the ancestral whisper of hell
Sodomy, pestilence, torture and bloodshed
is what she brings from her past of depraved
Queen... queen of the dark horizons!

Her body is moving, her heart of bitch pounds
Is Kron who lives in her, in her open wounds
...'cause she was devoted to darkness,
drinking black blood for her god
Witch of perversion and luxury suicide
as true lover of Kron

Moonlight is lighting her face
down in the crypts of the damned
Her sins will not be the last
when the rituals start

BLACK CANDELS BURNING ANNOUNCE HER COME BACK
THE REIGN IS AWAITING THE QUEEN OF THE DEAD... OF THE DEAD!



FUOCO, PIANTO,SANGUE, CANCRO
MORTE NERA DENTRO ME
SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA
DIIDEALI SENZA ETA'
QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR
FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR
SAD DARK ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE
FUOCO, PIANTO,SANGUE, CANCRO
MORTE NERA DENTRO ME
SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA
DIIDEALI SENZA ETA'
QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR
FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR
SAD DARK ANGEL WRITE THE POEM'S EVIL PAGE

Yes, my dear friends, the sun shining on our beloved
lands seems to not be the same anymore...
from when the magic sword was handled by the black king
Akron none of us... none of us can sleep peacefully...
he's clearly preparing his plans of war to attack the
people of these wonderful valleys...
the ancient towns of Elnor and Thorald will be surely
the first goals in his ambitious and cruel dream of conquest...
Come mighty warrior... come to help your... your...

Oh god!...oh god... no...
They found it, they found it... the ancient words are
going to be pronounced... thanks to the cosmic power
of the emerald weapon the book of the dead kept by the dark
angel is now open and the rites of blood are going to begin...

Oh no, god!... oh no... I hear those damned words...

Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...
I hear them...
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...
I hear them...
Necros, Dagma, Atra, Krona...

The abyss will soon spit out thousands of demoniac
creatures and she will be back to lead them all...!
Why? Why? The godforsaken bitch ancient servant of
Kron will be free from the spell that was trapping her
in the crytpts of the ghostland... what the fathers of
my father were able to do is going to end...
Oh yes, I knew it... I knew it!
...the power of the emerald sword in the wrong hands
can lead to these tragic results... I knew it!
...the waves of the oceans will soon become giants
attacking our towns... and if we don't organize
a valid controffensive to stop those creatures this
will only be a tragic...
a tragic prelude to an announced... massacre!

FUOCO, PIANTO,SANGUE, CANCRO
MORTE NERA DENTRO ME
SACRA LOTTA DURA CRUDA
DIIDEALI SENZA ETA'
QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR
FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR

My dear Elnor, Thorald... the dark angel is now sheding his tears...
...fight for your past, fight for your future... Elnor, Thorald... resist... resist!







The aim of the serpent, the serpent's creation
reveals itself now trough crystal spheres
He's riding the waves as a real conqueror
colliding with ships, the ships of the kings
He owns... your sword!
The emerald weapon, the steel of the heroes
Flow the black tears of dark angels
Your blade is now serving the dark force...
the evil source of the unborn
the truth is there... in this hands

QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR
FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR
Starless is my night, silent is my ride
trough the paradox of wishdom...
to the sea of souls
Nel silenzio tragiche realta'...

FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM
THESE ARE THE WIZARD'S LAST HOLY SIGHTS...
THE WIZARD'S LAST RHYMES

We are reaching the brutal, the tragic dimension
led by reflections, reflectios of death
the ghost in the fog... wander lamenting
while violence devours my wasted brain
Let me... awake!
The astral bewitchement is the fatal witness
of created surge of chaos
I reflect the constellations' fall
Now close your eyes and fight blind
The moon is dying, don't fear his might

QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR
FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR
Starless is my night, silent is my ride
trough the paradox of wishdom...
to the sea of souls
Nel silenzio tragiche realta'...

FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM
THESE ARE THE WIZARD'S LAST HOLY SIGHTS...
THE POEM'S TRAGIC RHYMES

Fierce blows the wind, infinite fires
on Elnor sea... hail to the king!
He died as brave, oh valiant hero
but so in vain, facing the storm... the storm!

And soon the snakes of the abyss
swallowed the mighty woodship
while the waves of the bloody ocean
were reaching the walls of the falling town...

QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR
FAC UT ANIMAE DONETUR
Starless is my night, silent is my ride
trough the paradox of wishdom...
to the sea of souls
Nel silenzio tragiche realta'...

FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM
THESE ARE THE WIZARD'S LAST HOLY SIGHTS...
THE POEM'S TRAGIC RHYMES



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