Elvenlegions - Elvenking

Burn out the red skies back to the darkness

Think that’s one of a kind?

Wohoe!

We’re going for the witch’s night

Music empirical, the outcast dragonheart

Big stouts rock ahead!

Rohem!

The elven dragon lair

Fire!

All the flames we decimate fears

Going out in armored legions

Streams of words, of heathenry and magic

We are the monsters, the tragedy poets

Wanderers and we’ll fight fair!

We’re as one with the sky

We are the pagan legions of tomorrow

Back to pagan roots we lie

The fires of purity, minority, we are

The elven legions on the rise

Legions on the rise

Hear the rhythm witch blood, flow into legend

See torches fly in the night

We are (we are) casting a spell on you

From love of combat, that’s how it all starts

We are the ones left alive

We are (we are) the elven dynasty

Fire, we’ll be gusting the mountain of fire

That rolling hero’s legion

Like tomorrow in the dawn we rise from the ashes

We are the monsters, the tragedy poets

Wanderers and we fight fair

We’re as one with the sky

We are the pagan legions of tomorrow

Back to pagan roots we lie

The fires of purity, minority we are

The elven legions on the rise

We are the offkeys

We gather in secrecy

Torment and pain and ready to mind

We’re as one with the earth

We are the pagan legions of tomorrow

We are the graceful

Raised in purity

Some on the run and mastered to rule

We are ready to strike

We are the monsters, the tragedy poets

Wanderers and we fight fair

We’re as one with the sky

We are the pagan legions of tomorrow

Back to pagan roots we lie

The fires of purity, minority we are

The elven legions on the rise

Legions on the rise