Dragonland Fire And Brimstone
["The draconian laws of the King of Westmar left no man
unaffected. In his will to restore order to Westmar and
the lands beyond the Royal Guard was tenfold increased.
Unruly elements among the populace was quickly sent to
the gallows, the highland salt mines or worst of all;
to the newly constructed and crowded factories filled
with dark and twisted magical machinery, fuled by
stinking ichors and run by gigantic cobs.
Elf and dwarf, once brothers to men, were all singled
out and charged with various crimes and accounts of
treason. The once lively elven district of Westmar made
way for smoke-spewing chimneys, and the children of
Val'inthor were rounded up and deported or worse.
Public show trials and executions became a daily
affair, and it was at such a spectacle that the
Islander once more heard the name of his dreams being
called out, with a voice so utterly familiar"]
A pale sun rises
the crowds are gathered
now red streams flow through the streets
Upon the pyre
Enchanted beauty
her eyes upon me
"Witch! Wraith!
Light up the fire
And feed her to the flames
Let nothing remain"
Now as I see her
standing before me
A stranger I know
Where have I heard that voice before?
I'm stirred to silence
'neath brazen towers
Doubt fills my heart with fear
See clouds are massing
on the horizon
Her end is soon here
I should turn away
and leave her to her fate
but something draws me to the flames
"Stop! Halt!
Who is this man
that walks unharmed by fire
That crosses the pyre?"
Now as I see her
standing before me
A stranger I know
Where have I seen her face before?
[Solo: Lindskog]
[Solo: Holmlid]
[Solo: Mörck]
Now as I freed her
they all stand before me
Stop! Halt!
Don't let them pass
They must not get away
Guards! Stop them I say
Now as I see her
carried before me
I finally know
where I have heard that voice before!
So far beyond the shore
