Metallic Tragedy (Chapter 2: The Holy Pentalogy Part II)

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
You have to fight in the tournament of hell
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
You have to fight in the tournament of hell
Death from above, unholy spy
Black angels fly to steal the light
We march for the lord, through the sea of ice
Black angels fly to the temple of light
Death from the sky, unholy eye
Black angels fly to steal the light
We march for the crown, to the mountains of ice
Black angels stole the children of light

Ah ah ah
My Master, we captured the children of the Holy Temple
And we are coming back to you and Ascaroth
Tell me, Tazira, is your brother still spying for us?
Yes, My Lord, the King believes in every word he says
My unholy angels, I will now send a messenger to Abadon
The hidden path will be open again, so he can prepare the infernal troops
Oh-ah!
You've lost the battle, once again, you are in the shadows
I am banished from the kingdom but now I am with my unholy father
Stay away from the sacred keepers, stay away from the holy temple
It's too late, they are in my realm, forever in the south of hell

Sinners, we will kill you, we'll hunt you down
Legions of darkness must pay
Now, your kingdom is blessed no more
We'll never give you back the children of light!

Black angels betrayed us
They stole the stone that protects our people from sins
Wings of death will burn your lands
Unholy reign will rule your world

The journey begins, we'll ride with the wind
We must find the last mystic dragon land
We'll capture the beast, he will tell us the way
To find out the Demon's den in hell and save our keepers

Slaves of God!

Before the Apocalypse; war of the black angels
Before the Apocalypse, the holy light must be back
Before the Apocalypse; war of the black angels
Before the Apocalypse, the holy light must be back

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
You have to fight in the tournament of hell
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
You have to fight in the tournament of hell

My spy was always there, watching over silently
My golden defenders are now ready to strike
The gate of hell must stay closed eternally
My damned brother, son of evil, has his shadow within your walls
With the white magic of our wizard
We'll be able to find out this traitor
Prepare for war, my glorious knights, fight for the holy throne
Freedom and eternal light
I was born of fire, a thousand Demons will raise
From the eternal cages of hell
The Wizard (has) revealed the name of the spy
We are coming to your infernal realm
He'll never tell you the way to the gate
His soul is black
His mind is ruled by the evil forces

Now is the time, we're facing our fate
To kill or to die is our destiny to save our children!
We 'll get your souls!

Before the Apocalypse; war of the black angels
Before the Apocalypse, the holy light must be back
Before the Apocalypse; war of the black angels
Before the Apocalypse, the holy light must be back

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
You have to fight in the tournament of hell
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
You have to fight in the tournament of hell

Ride with the wind, to save the king
Ride with the wind, to save the holy child
Ride with the wind, to save the holy child
Ride with the wind, to save the king, fight for the light
In the name of hope and misery