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-in the past There existed an icy blue stone bestowed by God The legend of the ancient sages who used that stone To seal the fire demon was passed down in song But nowthe location of that stonewas unknown to all Heading west for long yearsthe never-ending journey of wandering Nowlook carefully at Iberia in holy warthe history of conflicts. Saranda I understand. Trin As you wish Enja Yes, Master Tsadi. After General Ramirez----------!!!
o, God[Dios]! Reconquista Reconquista ReconquistaGoodbye[adios] Reconquista Reconquista ReconquistaAh...God![dios] Reconquista Reconquista ReconquistaWe part here[adios] Reconquista Reconquista ReconquistaAh...our God![dios] Reconquista Reconquista Recover our lands
The Old Testament Story
God first created man from soil Then crafted woman from his rib The snakes sweet words. Driven from paradise, man wanders in the wilderness. The elder brother ploughed fields; the younger brother raised lambs The history of conflicts began here Offerings to Godfruits bore by the eartha lambs firstbornatonement by bloodanger and hatredsparked a murderous intentin other words, fratricide. Henceforthwhy cant mankind put an end Who should a weak person like me hate? Ahsomeone please tell me The chronicles of history is as rapid as the blink of an eye- The diaspora ancient oracle, and Gitanous sisters. The scales of Layla, influenced by Moro and Ibero. To the negative chain of repeated conflicts?
In times of happiness, nobody realizes That the one who quietly turns the wheel is The Sixth Goddess[destiny] In times of unhappiness, its too late to realize That the one who sinks the world into an eroding hell is alsoThe Sixth Goddess[destiny] The girl ran out barefooted; the moonlight shone palely over the stone pavements I dont want to stay home anymore. My feet dont even hurt anymore.
Running through an era of anger and hatred, she shattered in the moonlit night Fire-! A cold dank dungeon. A man in the grip of a coma. The lost flame revealed in his soul. He awakened with ruby eyes. He asked the girl. The reply was 'Layla'. ("Whats your name?") (My name is Layla.) She returned the question. His reply was cryptic. (Whats your name?) She proclaimed him a demon. He laughed mysteriously. (Shaytan.) Perched upon the precipice, she shows no fear...
If you are resolved to drink the bitter poison of cruelEternity, then lets live on together
even though Im not allowed to die as a human stillI-
Though the winds kept carrying the Rulers[departers] to that land In the blink of an eye, everyone left Lets recite an epic poem of the flames of war that history did not deceive The defeated fall to the ground, and flowers wither again and again A scarlet Flame[light] that released his decaying body From within the cage, eroded by thousands of loneliness The chronicles of history is as rapid as a blink of an eye. The demon sings, using words without a promise. Though time kept turning the Observers[windmills] on that land
Holding a momentary shine in their hands, seasons merely pass away Lets recite an epic poem of the horrors of war that history did not tell of Ash returns to the earth, and flowers bloom again and again A scarlet Flame[light] that released his decaying body Outside the cage, tormented by thousands of pain
Beautiful Maiden of Night[Layla], all that you love slips through your fingers Before your flowing Droplets[tears] make a river, I give you a kiss of oathBeautiful Maiden of Night, all that you desire shake themselves free of your grasp Will you, with a defeated face, powerlessly lament how sad this era is? I shall ask of you nowThe sealed aqua blue The liberated ruby red
Escaped the dungeon, the two flames danced upon its walls.
Left behind by time, in too long a darkness I forgot even my name, until I saw your Flame, until you called out to me-
ThereforeI shall drive away all that harms you with these hands Lets end everything before the shedDrops[blood] make a river Beautiful Maiden of the Night, I shall destroy all that you hate with these hands Are they the heretics? Your brethren? OrHoly War[conflict] itself? I shall ask of you nowThe chronicles of history is as rapid as the blink of an eye. The demon incites, using flames without promise.
The ones who took my mother were those engaged in killing, the brethren[akh] of scriptures Why cant people put an end
To the negative chain that repeats conflicts? What should a weakling like me hate? AhI finally understand
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Invaders Invaded History repeats itself Invaders Invaded Over and over again
Hellfire is thy king "Are you brethren killing each other even now? Mankind! I am your true enemy!"
The Ebony Forces, led by the bronze wolf, the very valiant Ishaq. The Ivory Forces, led by the battle savvy, Holy Knight Ramirez. Victory and Justice, the Iberian rhapsody of a warrior's loyalty to his sword.
"After the demon has departed, A holy united kingdom centered at Castilla was formed. Would this signify the end to the long holy war that plagued Iberia? We who have lost our motherland are wanderers, And can only watch over history, passing it on through song. It is my dearest wish that the neighing of the war-steeds from afar Will not cross the fortified borders - the summit of mount Pyrenees...