Rhapsody - Holy Thunderforce

Face me evil bastard, smell the hate of angels Glory, pride and bloodshed Cowards and beholders, rapers of my wisdom mix of dust and bones Go back to your abyss, Algalord will not fall but your heads will soon roll Test the blade of heroes, fury of the thunder hit my golden shield So we'll fight against the wind for the glory of the kings to defeat the evil enemies And we'll ride with our lord for the power and the throne in the name of holy thunderforce Arwald and Aresius with the nordic warrior on their way to Hargor Chaos and oblivion, turmoil and disorder will have now their name The last fallen heroes will defeat your forces Thousand spirits calling On the furthest mountain I will see your fire quenched by holy frost! So we'll fight against the wind for the glory of the kings to defeat the evil enemies And we'll ride with our lord for the power and the throne in the name of holy thunderforce