Dryad کے بول

In my heart, the anger lives on eternity Evil shadows surround me and the fear takes my soul, tormenting my mind Where the pillars were destroyed In the twilight, the dry flowers fall from the oak in dryad´s land Like tears of a dragon encaged by curse, facing its darkest fear… And i wish to walk with my dryad Walking through these valley os shades, i will fly till the end of dark age and glory find My spirit house reacts finding strength to win……to win now…. In the magic mountain of elfs, The flowers dance by the sing (of) birds of valhalla, where i´ll go, to relief my pain… Without fear of shadows (that) surround me Oh, oak keep this divine soul, and don´t leave men's curse take you The agonying pain i feel as a slice (of) vengeance sword….