At the final glorius battle  Sons of human they will know  What's the point of being human  Through the fight with sons of mind  Have no way to get some knowledge  Dashing in the bloodish chaos  Have no fade to get some power  In the days of fight to death    Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the damn of heaven  Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the rising of Patala  Let the fury comes, to clean the wild minds of mortals  Let the powerfull swords with hostile crash the tamples of the lie    And when the half of everething came,  When the battle pass throught the top of horror violence  Seven Atl'aman came from the dark valley of Earth  And the chaos hadn't power to sighn'em  There was the sons with eyes full of fury passion  Of there world and the languages gave the softness of their hearts    These are by the command of Atl  Standing up at the head of the army  These are by the command of gods  Seven as one they will take  Old the sons of humanity  To the  Final attack with the darkness and weakness of mind    Shall we do know  what's the point of holly visions?  Wanna to try?  Are you ready for blind?  Shall we do know  what's the point of crying and tears?  Wanna to see are you ready to fill?  Shall we do know  What's the point of freedom and power?  Wanna to see?    Are you ready to lose?  Shall we do know  What's the points of honour and bravery?  Wanna to try are you ready to die?  No.......................    One! Will be down!  Will lost!The everything!  Great Pandulum! Will reel! Again!  Everlasting pain! Do not! Leave'em!  Hold! By power of the weel!  At the hopeless deadly lines!    You're as the stars now,  Fell down, to wail yourself  Roaming though the dusk dimensions.    Here, in the highlands,  Battle will complete at last.  Visionary dream,  Become a horor weapon  Here, at crossing sides  Two forces tell the truth  Of the innocent meaning of lies.    Come here, sit here  Return your will  Things are blink now, visions make you to heal  Sleep now, rest now,  You're lost your wings  Dream is real now indulgence in foollish it means    (Vano Monolog)  In the deepestdream going human sons, timly touches  Thay greatpower, timly slidesover it  And didn't know what was thatvisionery meetings  Blashing in the sacred spirit.  Losing memories of the being, they had  To woke the abilityof magic nature...  Becousetimes by times the heaven over the mankind  Will stay pury and cold as the phantasmal dream.  Only little sparks of light are blinking somewhere.  It will wake up and recall the hole sorrow madness of the dream.  Blashing...small fire begins to grow up...  Yes, too small but it's real fire  A little hope that dreaming wouldn't go any longer.  Slowly...slowly...the other sparks of fire  Get the mists of Dragon Lore  ...now look! Answering to mists of lore another sleepers  Begin to dreamed wory    Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the damn of heaven  Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the rising of Patala  Let the fury comes, to clean the wild minds of mortals  Let the powerfull swords with hostile crash the tamples of the lie