Iron was glinting black-red through a war
Three thousand years before
Infinite rivers all ran on black blood
There all of the whole icy plains
Over the pages of that holy book
So like the ancients have told
It was the Erian's ancient white book
Written with immortal blood
Age of the mystic red moon
On the nordic plains men and dragons fell down
Age of the mystic red moon
The last time that men saw that magical moon
Erian's rhymes, angels' might
The pages of angels could not be destroyed
So they were hidden so well
The Black Order knew that those holy rhymes
Were a big threat for their aim
I am convinced this is more than a tale
The answer lies in the abyss
It's time to enter Dar-Kunor's walls
I hear the last angels' call
Age of the mystic red moon...
Age of the mystic red moon...