Voice:
Two brothers,
the oath to each other
to a sacred journey
they leave their home
to search for the last spell
to save their land

Heros:
May the season find us here again
may the Gods watch over our quest
may our hearts be strong untill we will meet again
for our kingdom, for the freedom we will fight
if we will die may our souls reach for the sky
and may our fallen blood be not in vain
the sacrifice for the truth untill the last goodbye.

Voice:
One brother has been captured
by the fire and by the blood
the Tyrant wish to make him fall.

Tyrant:
The ropes and the chains to see
how brave you are my little fool.

In my prison you will die
lying down in that small cell
the body in the water and the blood
for my desire your pain I will see.

All your journey
a vain quest was
there is just one answer
what you long for cannot be.

Hero:
My dream will never die
what I am you cannot kill
I'm not the only one
there is hope still!

Tyrant:
I will enjoy your death
an hero you aren't anymore
now just my slave
my cruelty to forfield.

You cannot escape
not even death is a chance
you will stay alive
untill I wish so.

Hero:
You can kill me
you can torture me
but I will never lose my soul
you can't subdue my fortitude!

Voice:
His death is real
he cannot be saved
the fire will burn him
but he is an hero still