Right beyond the frozen lake of sorrow   When they reached the ruins of Ayraklis   Losing their will and conscience   They fell down trapped into a deadly sleep      But not far the horns of hope were sounding   Raging moving every icy stone   There were their lying bodies   Were now surrounded by ten shy little Gorks      So the miracle saved them   And they woke up again   Thanks to secret and unknown old cures   Based on magic plants   Oh what wonderful creatures...   Only few could see them   Only legends and old fairytales   Describing their cold far white reign      WARRIORS OF THE NEW CENTURY   NOW RISE   HEAR THE SAD VOICE OF STARLESS NIGHTS   WARRIORS OF THE NEW CENTURY   NOW RIDE   CROSS THE COSMIC SHORES OF MORTAL TIME      So that dream spoke to the silent warrior   Rising now from moons of black abyss   Drinking the brew of wild herbs   The special one's growing only on those hills      She was there already cured and happy   Able so to kiss his lips again   But sadly time was running out   And all those fools were going to find their way      So they thanked all those new friends   Leaving that mystic place   Setting off on their journey   Fleeing to reach a safer place   When they came to the white lakes   They could see behind them   That enormous and ancestral black moon   Screaming visual pain...true pain!      WARRIORS OF THE NEW CENTURY   NOW RISE   HEAR THE SAD VOICE OF STARLESS NIGHTS   WARRIORS OF THE NEW CENTURY   NOW RIDE   CROSS THE COSMIC SHORES OF MORTAL TIME