Flame of Ancient Glory - Lord Wind

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[00:05.41]At the court of king Chaos only blood
[00:11.09]can write its own tragedy...\"
[00:16.51]Mighty warriors from the silver hills
[00:19.91]march, all led by golden winds
[00:23.15]Elves and trolls from holy mystic woods
[00:26.51]run through the last snow
[00:29.43]He's now coming from the middle lands
[00:32.98]handling proud his magic sword
[00:36.22]Glory, pride and honor ride with him
[00:39.51]Burns the flame of north
[00:42.67]They will all meet in the Kazar ruins
[00:46.14]not so far from Ancelot
[00:49.44]In the temple of the fallen one
[00:52.40]their hope will be born...
[00:55.85]Born from the ashes of ancient glory... Born!
[01:16.63]They all hail the mighty chosen one
[01:19.15]reaching the skies with their cry
[01:22.27]They are ready to reach Ancelot
[01:25.86]Arwald's calling loud...
[01:34.82]\"Glory ride with us! Lux Triumphans!
[01:41.31]Magic and steelgods lead us to a new dawn...\"