The ancient says the legend Tousand battles have to fight But no one as battle with yourself... How could you see it? How could be they? You was conceiled for the light & shadows Poet warrior, you never defeat. whom has the holy word... You come with the Invocation of lost souls Comes with you sword under the freedom & glory sign When sucumbus into your blood When you feel into your veins The blood of the old heroes Spills through your hands And was born as a human spirit force You rise with the blood lust Demon of madness and plague Comes with the Invocation of souls possessed Under the torture & violence sign You could live, you migth sleep But you know He's inside your mind... You can pray and you could fight But you ever feel the terror of his prescence And was born as an evil spirit force for many centuries they've been seeking each other Just one time they will be face to face To make a strom with the fight Under the holy dark sign