Pandemonic Ride (The Last March)

Tumultuous echoes climb from the dark The young boy, armed since his birth Child, you will become a hero A breath of wind He wears the sacred armour of his lineage That became legend The legend of the pandemonic descent! The legend of the pandemonic descent! You cry, you suffer, oh... corrupted king... They are your sons! You cry, you suffer, father! They are the new paladins You cry, it's an eternal fight! Son of mine, last heir of the dynasty that I have betrayed He, who tried to kill me... whom I've always known! From the slope of the red mountain The lined up armies have been seen It's war! The last heir has won, against his own blood... Protected by the armour of the dynasty, victorious heir!