After the victory of the angels over hellthese old lands became a new reason for warelves and men all united against new darklordsit's the time of the three elvish warsDuring the third one in Galfor's old minesNaimur was captured by Atlon, ‘hell's fury'he got tortured by the darklord with the emerald stoneand his brother left alone with the bleeding soulHe took the stonehe forged a swordAND HE ASKED TO THE ANGELSTO FILL IT WITH MIGHTSO IT WAS BORN THE MYTH OF THE HOLY SWORDAND HE ASKED TO THE ANGELSTO FILL IT WITH MIGHTSO IT WAS BORNAfter some years the elves' new attackdramatic battles and rivers of bloodand for Loinir came the chance to avenge Naimur's deathjust a strike of the sword, hell's last breathHe felt too much power in that bladehe gave it to the wizards to discover whyand the wizards knew right awaythat sword could have been a threatin the hands of the wrong man or darklordsThe wizards knewthe stone was filledWITH THE GLORY OF ANGELSWHO ENCHANTED THAT BLADETH
EY HIDE IT WELL BEYOND THE IVORY GATESWITH THE GLORY OF ANGELSWHO ENCHANTED THAT BLADETHEY HIDE IT WELLVita e mortespazio e temposulla sacralama divinaVita e mortespazio e temponel suo verde cuoredi luce puraYou know well what happened thenthe Loregard's warrior and his questhe was the chosen to find the bladefar beyond the mystic gatesAkron's army could be stoppedthanks to that holy swordnow it lies somewhere deepin the Algalord's raging seaAND HE ASKED TO THE ANGELSTO FILL IT WITH MIGHTSO IT WAS BORN THE MYTH OF THE HOLY SWORDAND HE ASKED TO THE ANGELSTO FILL IT WITH MIGHTSO IT WAS BORN
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