Rebirth of an ancient Empire 歌词

	作曲 : Lunar Aurora
	Mystic summonings behind the wall of sleep
	Veil of swirling fog
	Realm behond all warmth and light
	Let swords slice their path through the maze of rotten thoughts
	And winds blow the dust
	From forgotton memories
	Once buried by the ashes
	Of lost pride and strength
	From the crypts of frozen flames
	To the high majestic mountains
	The throne of might is slumbering
	Awakened now
	By the wizards' summonings
	Rebirth of dark infinities
	As the silhouette of a pale moon's eye appears upon the throne
	Gate to the highest of the old sorcerers' dreamworld
	The essence reflecting in the mirror of time
	Sparkling like the distant fires
	Throughout the nightsky's frozen air
	Dreamkings of immortal spheres
	Throning in every warrior soul
	Ride the wings of destiny
	Fullfillment for the high divinity
	That mirrors in the ancient runes
	Writen in the shining
	Sharpened silver blades
	That guide the mighty throne
	Beautiful weapons lie beside, once layed down by (the) ancient knights
	Their circle crushed by treason
	And the remaining proud ones gone through the moon gate
	Into their grave beyond all shape
	Now summoned again to a kingdom lost in lies
	The throne of might is slumbering
	Awakened now
	By the wizards' summonings
	Rebirth of dark infinities
	Lead the blades in battles of the one law's might
	Gather in the vast moonlit fields
	From the forest of endless night
	Receive the wizards' darkened spells
	Never lost their strong belief
	Proudly watched by the ancient sorserers'eye
	For the kingdom of eternal shape will rise again

	zuo qu : Lunar Aurora
	Mystic summonings behind the wall of sleep
	Veil of swirling fog
	Realm behond all warmth and light
	Let swords slice their path through the maze of rotten thoughts
	And winds blow the dust
	From forgotton memories
	Once buried by the ashes
	Of lost pride and strength
	From the crypts of frozen flames
	To the high majestic mountains
	The throne of might is slumbering
	Awakened now
	By the wizards' summonings
	Rebirth of dark infinities
	As the silhouette of a pale moon' s eye appears upon the throne
	Gate to the highest of the old sorcerers' dreamworld
	The essence reflecting in the mirror of time
	Sparkling like the distant fires
	Throughout the nightsky' s frozen air
	Dreamkings of immortal spheres
	Throning in every warrior soul
	Ride the wings of destiny
	Fullfillment for the high divinity
	That mirrors in the ancient runes
	Writen in the shining
	Sharpened silver blades
	That guide the mighty throne
	Beautiful weapons lie beside, once layed down by the ancient knights
	Their circle crushed by treason
	And the remaining proud ones gone through the moon gate
	Into their grave beyond all shape
	Now summoned again to a kingdom lost in lies
	The throne of might is slumbering
	Awakened now
	By the wizards' summonings
	Rebirth of dark infinities
	Lead the blades in battles of the one law' s might
	Gather in the vast moonlit fields
	From the forest of endless night
	Receive the wizards' darkened spells
	Never lost their strong belief
	Proudly watched by the ancient sorserers' eye
	For the kingdom of eternal shape will rise again

	zuò qǔ : Lunar Aurora
	Mystic summonings behind the wall of sleep
	Veil of swirling fog
	Realm behond all warmth and light
	Let swords slice their path through the maze of rotten thoughts
	And winds blow the dust
	From forgotton memories
	Once buried by the ashes
	Of lost pride and strength
	From the crypts of frozen flames
	To the high majestic mountains
	The throne of might is slumbering
	Awakened now
	By the wizards' summonings
	Rebirth of dark infinities
	As the silhouette of a pale moon' s eye appears upon the throne
	Gate to the highest of the old sorcerers' dreamworld
	The essence reflecting in the mirror of time
	Sparkling like the distant fires
	Throughout the nightsky' s frozen air
	Dreamkings of immortal spheres
	Throning in every warrior soul
	Ride the wings of destiny
	Fullfillment for the high divinity
	That mirrors in the ancient runes
	Writen in the shining
	Sharpened silver blades
	That guide the mighty throne
	Beautiful weapons lie beside, once layed down by the ancient knights
	Their circle crushed by treason
	And the remaining proud ones gone through the moon gate
	Into their grave beyond all shape
	Now summoned again to a kingdom lost in lies
	The throne of might is slumbering
	Awakened now
	By the wizards' summonings
	Rebirth of dark infinities
	Lead the blades in battles of the one law' s might
	Gather in the vast moonlit fields
	From the forest of endless night
	Receive the wizards' darkened spells
	Never lost their strong belief
	Proudly watched by the ancient sorserers' eye
	For the kingdom of eternal shape will rise again

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