[Music by Arkadius; Lyric by Marcel]



[Myrddin:]

Hear my words Earl of Gwent

I am the fatherless one

Drain the lake and rouse the dragons

Take my blood

Yon stronghold will never stand



For the hour of doom is rung

See the dragons rise into the air

They`ll be figting sore and long

For a wise man will come to take the crown



When even the house

Of romulus fell

His final fate

No seer can foretell



There`s a greater place

Beyond the realms of lethe

There`s a flaming trace in our heart

When a memory becomes myth