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The Glorious Triumph of Arcassius
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Mighty Dragon Made Of Steel (Arcassius)
Dungeon of Demons Production 2004
The Chronicles Of Arcassius
Fri Jan 20, 2006
Metal : Heavy Metal
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As our hero Arcassius, Champion of Dracopolis returned to his noble kingdom he was the bringer of bad news. He had discovered that Schnarrarak, the mighty bone-devil, had summoned an undead army and was marching towards Dracopolis. Arcassius realised that time was of the essence, and after a council with the king and the elders of the nation he started to gather the troops of the mighty army of Dracopolis. And so, with death in their eyes and without looking back they rode towards the glorious triumph of Arcassius Champion of Dracopolis.

Hail (X8) (Warriors of Dracopolis salutes their General, Arcassius)
Hail my fellow-warriors! This battle shall be won. Over this plain blood shall be spilt and our enemies bones shall brake.

Pre Chorus: Gloria (repeated) Morte Dominum

Chorus: The undead army marches forward.
Death is in their eyes. Dying for what they believe.

Sharpen your blades men of the north. Today is the day of death.
Dracopolis’ honour we shall defend. Schnarrarak, the mighty bone-devil shall die.

Listen to this wind of steel. The scent of blood is in the air. Hear the sound of a thousand souls dying for what they believe.

We have travelled many miles only to meet our deaths in vain. Our love is for peace.
It shapes our human minds.(X3)

And so mighty Arcassius and his army defeated the mighty bone-devil.

And so we ride to battle with nothing to loose.
Our war-cries rings throughout the world of men…

Track 5: The Incurable Longing of a Mighty Warrior

Oh my dear Ophelia how I miss you. Nothing compares to your love. Many miles I have travelled.

Chorus: And by my sword I swear I’ll be by your side. And for ever shall we be one. My undying love I promise you, my love: never ever shall I let you down.

Nothing compares to your love. Many miles I have travelled. Not even death will tear us apart.

Plains of death is all I see. Missing you dearly.