Luca Turilli - Black Dragon

Son of twilight lord of shadows caress of the moonlight Chasing wisdom over darkness he soon found his way He beheld the tyrant father hated lord of kalgor Close to death he left his castle fleeing through the marsh He swore to the clouds he'd be born again To live a new life fighting in his name
Over mountains hills and valleys he could reach his heaven The dark land known as thalaria real enchant of north There he found the dusty village in that night of no stars Had to fight the reputation of his bloody past But she decided to give her help And soon their wise love made this their land

Black dragon fly high and win your past Lost in the fire, the fire of hate Black dragon fly high spit your red flame They're lost in the fire of damned The fire of hate

Black dragon's pride Inter fulmina et in tenebris Comes from the past Mihi horror membra percipit

Rides to reach the far winter sun Bringing death where he met life Demons ride to reach the far winter sun Bringing death where he met life And right here holy blood will flow

Black dragon fly high and regain your past Lost in the fire, the fire of hate Black dragon fly high spit your red flame They're lost in the fire of damned The fire of hate