Act 3 (Battle a God)

In the black shadows of the world, the ancient god of dark power is known as Matgoth, the lord of death In the light glimmering realms of the elves, they call him Gurthraug, the dead demon Battle a god, conquer a world The empire, once so glorious Violence turned it into a wasteland Battle a god, conquer a world The coronation of the elven king Overshadowed by divine interference The sky is bleeding red Battle a god, conquer a world The cursed impostor riding his chariot Drawn by two red dragons Frantic and furious, out for revenge Atardil is now the ruler of elves Facing the tip of the unholy blade Battle a god, conquer a world Coming from the distant hall of gods Awakened by the crush of the crown Armed with fire and steel Battle a god, conquer a world"Gurthraug, feel the edge of my shining sword""Atardil - I dare you! I will have my revenge!" Like wind filled with snow, the blade iced his heart Black mist shades his eyes, the king lies deceased In silvery dress, Gilmir in vain"I am left alone, I can not be afraid" Battle a god, conquer a world The tinsels in her long hair twinkles The gorgeous queen of elves is suffering Her sacred talisman soothes her soul Battle a god, conquer a world"Stop my tears, I'm not allowed to cry" Approaching the beast who made her a widow Closing her eyes, preparing a spell Using mysteries of illusion Scattered the dragons and bewitching the god ..and bewitching the god The god fell in her toils, a torrent from The sky brought the evil into an abyss Battle a god, conquer a world Battle a god, conquer a world Battle a god, conquer a world Battle a god, conquer a world She battled a god, and she conquered the world