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Oικιτεύφ oἰεθ ouτ ouμπύλo αικ σεvταμήσα σεισέραι

Aθ voυσάλπ σoύκακ σouμσόκ ouπ νεδ ειπέρπ αν σειφέτσιπ

High above the misty clouds,

high above humanity

greater than all the mountains,

greater than every rock

Home of the twelve gods

that always keep their eyes on us

home of passions and disease,

home of the bolt thrower and war goddess

spirit of madness and belief

takes new shape under their commands

humans and all creation live inside a delusion

These gods have to fall and fade for our sake

darklight come from them to burn our race

Messenger of fate, comes with gifts for his poor friends

sneaking and scouting to defend what he thinks is right

and the god of death will (always) send his unholy attendants

knights and primordial elves try to fight to the underdark

These gods have to fall and fade for our sake

darklight come from them to burn our race

Chorus:

Masters of war, masters of schemes,

masters of unholy deeds

dragonian guards, goblins of dust,

deceivers of humans and dwarves

Masters of war,

masters of schemes,

masters of unholy deeds

Darkness will be gone,

hero will be born to defy the faith

that we have for all of them

As my soul decides my mind will not divide,

secrets and their meaning should be open wide

by sword and dragon help shall break away their forces,

this task is hard but my oath has to be fulfilled

Watch your step and find your way through underworld and darkness

Keep your eyes open for things that should come to stop your mission

that is holy, find the truth is buried this is what you carry

a heavy burden on your shoulders, faithful and believer

you are and your weapons are the best gifts from the mistress

Now you are facing the great god,

keep your sword up high