When darkness falls on the city of the thieves  And starlight kisses the golden domes  He walks the streets of Arenjun  Through the shadows of the Maul  Beyond the temples of richness filled  Behind the walls, upon a hill  A silver tower arose in just one night  To guard the secret of the Jewel  This is the story of a necromancer in days of old  Master of black arts, ruling with magic powers    He was taught the knowledge of past ages  By an ancient god he holds captive in chains  Blinded, wingless and tortured the slave is awaiting  The coming of a man, the final spell  Time has come!  The final spell of blood and stone!    Entering the garden  Hair black as the night  Eyes of blue steel  Heathen from northern lands    A meeting with a stranger  They call the king of thieves  Beware of the prowlers  That strike in deep silence    As the city dreams they climb the walls  Reaching the tower's rim  Shining of a thousand jewels blind  The sight of the thieves so bold    Out of the chamber, Taurus falls dead  Stricken by powers unknown  Slaying the spider, Conan the brave  He makes his way through the wizard's stronghold    Inside a darkened room he lies  Descended from outer space  Body of man, the eyes of an elephant cry  The sword of the young barbarian strikes his heart  To unleash the final enchantment    Time has come!  The spell of the blood and the stone    The young man flees as the silver tower crumbles  Gone is the reign of the necromancer  As he turns his head and gazes at the sky  Was it all real or just a strange dream