Dargor, Shadowlord of the Black Mountain

Not so far from the wide dragonland

Where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate

Dargor is marching with the poor Airin

There where dark has ruled forever for the demonknights

Fire's riding to valleys of death

While shadows are rising from bloody hells

Fire's riding to Hargor, the town

Where evil and terror conquered the clouds

We sing to the wind the legend of the kings

To spread our heart to the kingdom of dust

Where heroes are lost, where now reigns the shadowlord

Carved in shadow is his magic throne

Kron disciple not extreme at all

Gothic his kingdom told by old jesters

Pride and terror live togheter

In his stormy heart

Fire's riding to valleys of death

While shadows are rising from bloody hells

Fire's riding to Hargor, the town

Where evil and terror conquered the clouds

We sing to the wind the legend of the kings

To spread our heart to the kingdom of dust

Where heroes are lost, where now reigns the shadowlord

Cry with me to fill the crystal sea

Cry for all the victims of these stones

Shed your tears to fill the silent fall

And wash in it your swords

Fire's riding to valleys of death

While shadows are rising from bloody hells

Fire's riding to Hargor, the town

Where evil and terror conquered the clouds

We sing to the wind the legend of the kings

To spread our heart to the kingdom of dust

Where heroes are lost, where now reigns the shadow

Now reigns the shadow

Now reigns the shadowlord