In the town of the thieves Where lords of corruption Have no fear to deceive Preach vice and oppression I'm waiting for the buffoon's revelations
Suddenly I receive Not seems an illusion In my hand a missive It gives me instructions "Follow the keeper to answer your questions"
I've got no choice I agree To a dark alley we go On my head he gave a blow And in the ditches he threw me
When I opened my eyes Oh! terrific vision Stand a black dragonfly I feel coming action Without my sword I fear for my salvation
No more game no more lies I wish a solution I'm not decide to die I hope best conditions The buffoon saved me of my destination
Black is this place Dark is your soul The smile on your face Was never so cruel You feel like the ace Poor bloody fool I'll win the grace Chaos won't rule
The last breath of the dying beast fades in the darkness. Led by the buffoon to the reddish light of the dawn, the warrior wants to know. The masked-man tells him evil forces are growing fast on the lost isle. "Find the men wearin' a black pin, find the lords of the hell!"