A serpent lights the ancient sky - a threat of tainted stars Evil stirs and in its wake the souls of mortals sway Sorrow reigns over fields of red Spirits pace through the shadows cast by their graves
These are days and nights of venom and blood Heroes will rise as the anchors fall Brave the strife, reclaim every soul That belongs to the Beauty of Dawn
Darkness strikes to blind the strong, but Faith will guide our swords Loyal hearts we'll stand as one and fight with shields of Hope Pride fuels the deadly fire that devours our tower of gold The drums of war will rage and roar 'til the sun burns bright once more
These are days and nights of venom and blood Heroes will rise as the anchors fall Brave the strife, reclaim every soul That belongs to the Beauty of Dawn