Metallic Tragedy (Chapter 2: The Holy Pentalogy Part II)

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run

You have to fight in the tournament of hell

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run

You have to fight in the tournament of hell

Death from above, unholy spy

Black angels fly to steal the light

We march for the lord, through the sea of ice

Black angels fly to the temple of light

Death from the sky, unholy eye

Black angels fly to steal the light

We march for the crown, to the mountains of ice

Black angels stole the children of light

Ah ah ah

My Master, we captured the children of the Holy Temple

And we are coming back to you and Ascaroth

Tell me, Tazira, is your brother still spying for us?

Yes, My Lord, the King believes in every word he says

My unholy angels, I will now send a messenger to Abadon

The hidden path will be open again, so he can prepare the infernal troops

Oh-ah!

You've lost the battle, once again, you are in the shadows

I am banished from the kingdom but now I am with my unholy father

Stay away from the sacred keepers, stay away from the holy temple

It's too late, they are in my realm, forever in the south of hell

Sinners, we will kill you, we'll hunt you down

Legions of darkness must pay

Now, your kingdom is blessed no more

We'll never give you back the children of light!

Black angels betrayed us

They stole the stone that protects our people from sins

Wings of death will burn your lands

Unholy reign will rule your world

The journey begins, we'll ride with the wind

We must find the last mystic dragon land

We'll capture the beast, he will tell us the way

To find out the Demon's den in hell and save our keepers

Slaves of God!

Before the Apocalypse; war of the black angels

Before the Apocalypse, the holy light must be back

Before the Apocalypse; war of the black angels

Before the Apocalypse, the holy light must be back

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run

You have to fight in the tournament of hell

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run

You have to fight in the tournament of hell

My spy was always there, watching over silently

My golden defenders are now ready to strike

The gate of hell must stay closed eternally

My damned brother, son of evil, has his shadow within your walls

With the white magic of our wizard

We'll be able to find out this traitor

Prepare for war, my glorious knights, fight for the holy throne

Freedom and eternal light

I was born of fire, a thousand Demons will raise

From the eternal cages of hell

The Wizard (has) revealed the name of the spy

We are coming to your infernal realm

He'll never tell you the way to the gate

His soul is black

His mind is ruled by the evil forces

Now is the time, we're facing our fate

To kill or to die is our destiny to save our children!

We 'll get your souls!

Before the Apocalypse; war of the black angels

Before the Apocalypse, the holy light must be back

Before the Apocalypse; war of the black angels

Before the Apocalypse, the holy light must be back

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run

You have to fight in the tournament of hell

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run

You have to fight in the tournament of hell

Ride with the wind, to save the king

Ride with the wind, to save the holy child

Ride with the wind, to save the holy child

Ride with the wind, to save the king, fight for the light

In the name of hope and misery