Mediterranea - Stormlord

Hear, the voices once silenced come back to life

Eternity and death in the morning light

Dancing as one

Lost in a dream, a spell named Hesperia

Lovers of Bacchus and soldiers of Mars

Will dance as one tonight

Mediterranea

Land of the ancients

A Latin pearl with arcane flares

Land of the ancient gods

Where the past lives on

Countless battles were fought on these seven hills

From bones of the fallen an eagle rose

Fearless and bold

Holm oaks and pines were the tombs of the fathers

Hidden legacy in the shades of trees

Jupiter and Juno are watching from above

Poseidon in the deep awaits

Centuries of glory

Ruin and lore are buried under the soil

And when the eyes we close

The flute of Pan will break the silence

Tunes from a distant era

Whisper to the heart and soul

Listen close, listen to them

Unforgotten they are

From the sea — from the fields

Spirits of yore — arise

We are calling forth

Mediterranea

Were immortal our essence will forever rest

Land of the ancients

A Latin pearl with arcane flares

Land of the ancient gods

We belong to you.

Eternally