Eastern Tales
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Aug 21, 2026
The ground burns as the summit approaches The Golden Company is climbing the Red Mountain Endraïl's den is in sight Kept by basalt skin men With no fear or pain Ready to defend this item We shall be guided by the light The swords roar against the flesh of creatures A forsaken cult, frightened Surprises by the violence, the guardians fall one by one Opening the way, to the dragons egg The vastness of the lair crushes the small armed group Terrified of a long time threat The beast, watching the ruins of Endeor Forgets his own offspring Frozen like a stone The egg starts to shine A blue light illuminates the dark cave The knigths realize their success We are the Sons of the Sun Through the light we live Against the fall of our lands Faithful warriors
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
Moving aways the shore The turmoil slowly replaced by the sound Of waves stroking the bow Despite the great distance The stronghold of Therallas keeps its glory and its majesty Across the sea into unknown country Our ships will soar above the breeze A mighty song rising Sailing as one on infinite azure A burning sky, a sunset on fire The journey just begins Dark clouds appear on the horizon The wind starts to howl as a threat Behold the lightning that strikes above A danger comes far from the east Bewarе the storm is fierce and fatal Sеt sail and face the beast After hours of challenging battle The sun breaks through the grey vault Some of the boats are now asleep in darker deeps Nevertheless, forest and mountains take shape far beyond This new world, long awaited is finally at hand A shining hope in the sailos' eyes is risen! A warm feeling as they walk on the sand The great expedition may now begin Walking for days into luxurious woodlands Until they run into signs of human life An ancient civilization appears the explorers A splendid and imposing city emerges from the hills The seal of Sindorias inscribed on banners A part of the first age's nation exiled for centuries Deep in the woods, appears a fortress Marked by the age of an escape New beginning, far from the west The king's bloodline is preserved
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
In the forest of Valdolen Near the dawn A shadow, unveiling The moonlight shines on trees and stones Showing the path, to the fearless wanderer Whispers growing in hidden groves Of a guardian Constrained to flee Walking for days through woods and hills A sunrise, finally, enlightening hope Living among Stoneskin humans Erethor is hiding from his past After the fall of Endeor He chose a way, hermit, in the eastern lands In the shadow of the west Secret learning of a stone The old magе sought for centuries Keeping secrеt, a coveted gem Which was used to compel the plague of Endeor An artefact, unknown, the amber stone In an ocean of light he marches A secret keeper Stone of amber A new power awakens Revealing himself to the great army of Riarl The wizard swears allegiance to his new king But no time for gallantry, a danger is growing Denelïor overthrow the throne Therallas petrified by witchcraft The citadel must be reconquered
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Aug 21, 2026
A cold wind rises on Sehogan valley In a frozen hope, soldiers shield up Walking silently toward the besieged capital The rising sun chasing their fears Since Riarl left Therallas, corruption took the throne The fallen mage betrayed his king A magic cult forged in secret now stands All around the remparts Warriors of western echoes Come to my call, be proud Our chance to win back the town Is in your hands, be honoured Green fire arises bеyond the remparts A deadly rain dеcimating the front lines Running on brunt bodies, Lynna reaches the main door Opening a breaches to the city Preceded by the king, warriors invade the royal court Defeated, the cult is forced to retreat As they mourn the loss of their fallen goals The sun sets on the reconquered capital
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
A sorrow, face to the wounded fortress Rialrl observes hid kingdom from its marble tower With a heavy heart but now fearless The young king is no longer Having seen the darkness, the light will rise above it all Despite the dangers that fate will put in its path A new strength emerges from his despair The rise of a sovereign Flame guiding the king Facing the fear of losses and ashes
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026