Music: Giuseppe Bondi  Lyrics: Dario Grillo    The time is near and all around I felt  The lament and scream of Draita  Dreaming his rage my mind is so tired and faded  I'm sure I can't turn the page    So many heroes saw death in those battles of pain,  Fighting, suffering to preserve the peace in the reign    Souls of damned are coming to this land  They want to open the gates of return  Evil creatures are rising up from Hell to support the rebels  But I cannot bear this eternal fear my eyes are full of frozen tears  The future in hands crossing the lakes of Frhell  I light up dark lands  I can't forget the destruction and sorrow of the past  Now I must face all my destiny    Flying on winds of wind riding the desert's storms  I will survive until the end of the time  Flying on wings of wind I will preserve the rebirth  Of golden age after this history's page    Flying on winds of wind riding the desert's storms  I will survive until the end of the time  Flying on wings of wind I will preserve the rebirth  Of golden age after this history's page     [As Arter dreamt, Draita's troops are going to cross the Dragon's Valley. Arter is in town with Eloira, his wife, and Airo, the betraying servant, and he does not imagine that his dream is going to turn true. King Heroid, after having gathered his most faithful knights, prepares the defence and orders to his army to resist until their last breath.]