The air stroke our faces

In the middle of the night

In front of us a land in fire

And a thousand of men

Were fight and died

Take me on your strong shoulders

Wake up in your majestic wings

To make fall the night

In your red eyes

Is burning the authentic hell

Power should be

When I’d speak

These words

Fly in the dusk

Mistrust be your guide

Sphere… Titan… Fly

Our ways

Fly in the dusk

Mistrust be your guide

Sphere… Titan… Fly

Our ways

We fly we burn agent of the sky

Every fight is a run to the throne

We have to save our bones

Above this grey misty mountains

A war is striking the elements

The clouds are black and weigh

A holy light shines around us

Druids are in trance

Fly in the dusk

Mistrust be your guide

Sphere… Titan… Fly

Our ways

Fly in the dusk

Mistrust be your guide

Sphere… Titan… Fly

Our ways

Take me on your strong shoulders

Wake up in your majestic wings

To make fall the night

In your red eyes

Is burning the authentic hell

Power should be

When I’d speak

These words

Fly in the dusk

Mistrust be your guide

Sphere… Titan… Fly

Our ways

Fly in the dusk

Mistrust be your guide

Sphere… Titan… Fly

Our ways