- 10. The Hell-Nights
there's a night from the arena of hell
and a child- and a child in the battle,
games destroyed by mindless crime
this insanity rules over the world
and a child, and a child in the battle,
dreams blinded by endless hate
- 1945
Can you feel the pain in my heart?
Can you give back my fallen stars?
All of my tears are still in my eyes.
Can you feel my broken heart?
It was so long years ago
I have lost all my hopes at the war
All of my dreams are lost
- Fantasy
Close your eyes,feel the power of the fantasy
Into the dreams,see the colour of the mystery
Turn to light,caouse darkness is your real enemy
Close your eyes and tell me what you see
All of those dreams are bright as stars
That flame in the twilight
You never give up to follow those lights
- Golden Era
The freedom is in our eyes
The hero is in our hearts
Darkness will be no more in the golden era
We are the iron angels we are the courriers
We are the children of the endless light and love
We are the steel saviours we are the warriors
We are the children of the sky and the sun
- King Almora
Breaking honour
A heartful of anger
Last prayer for lost island
Crying shadows
And destroyed a kingdom
Last prayer for lost island
- Nightmare
Becomes the nightmare
My soul is cold in the terrible night
This silence is wounding my heart
Infinite fear
Now it's controlling all my mind
The fear that deep inside of my heart