Battle of the Tyrinthian Plains Lyrics

Five brave Heralds march to the Great Plains.
They will give their lives in morrow's eve.
The battlefield shall be their grave.
We must hold off Lodac’s strike.
Raelith's wrath has stormed the field, marching on to war.
Enslaved the dark rage evil has returned.
As the fire burned the plains, the elves have lost their homes.
They were burned down.

They rode towards death fully armed, upon the hills of Tyrinthia.
General Darklan awaits.
The Plains Elves have fallen the lands have been scorched.
Cast your swords my brothers tonight we shall die!

Evil has risen our lands in flames!
Lodac is on the path our homes in danger!
Life will change and never be the same!

Now Khadgar is the only Herald left.
At dawn we march towards Valineth.
Our swords will be stained with the eastern lands!
Summon the Hydra from Raeliths hand!
Khadgar his time has come to advance on Kaldolmarr,
Castle Durnhaus is ours leave the beast to guard!
Ready the Corsairs gather my legions!
Warlord Khadgar our blades will meet again and never be the same!