Magic and Wyrmfire
Road go ever ever on Over rock and under free By caves where never sun has shone By streams that never find the sea Over snow by winter sown And through the merry flowers of june Over grass and over stone And under mountains in the moon Road go ever ever on Under cloud and under star Yet feet that wandering have gone Turn at last to home afar Eyes that fire and sword have seen And horror in the halls of stone Look at last on meadows green And trees and hills they long have knows
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
Gil-Galad was on Elven-king Of him the harper sadly sing The last whose realm was fair and free Between the mountains and the sea His sword was long his lance was keen His shining helm afar was seen The countless stars of heaven's field Were mirrored in his silver shield But long ago he rode away And where he dwelleth none can say For into darkness fell his star In Mordor where the shadows are
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
Where horns eternally ring Where elves eternally sing A triumphant warlike song of the battle The battle of the mightlest beast ever existed In the whole universe ( and in universe beyond ) A land of thundering storms That ever and ever rage on and on A land of the mightlest creatures Domain of dragons, scaled and winged kings ! Where horns eternally ring Where elves eternally sing A triumphant warlike song Where dragons forever war
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
" We were corrupted before we were born unto this unforgiving world. Our true parents, the dragons, would sooner kill us than spit at us. We are mere pawns to the gods and we die at Her bidding. That is the way of things. The way of the Draconians ... " This is the way of the new breed This is the way of things to come The way of the Draconians ! Khelledros ! Mighty blue dragon Skie ! Supreme ruler unhuman kind Khelledros ! And darkest queen ( Kitiara Uhm Matarh ) The Storm Over Krynn Magic storms of fire rage This is the last age The age of dragons The age of the storm Khelledros ! Mighty blue dragon Spread your wings, eclipse the sun and the moon Khelledros ! Bring forth your devastating might The Storm Over Krynn
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
In the misty depths of the forest There is a gate in the darkest shadows Where no living has ever dwelled A gate no mortal man has ever entered A forgotten path way to the realms beyond the stars There in darkness in lies, buried by dust and time Once in a century a night comes When the accursed gate opens wide When the sun is eclipsed by the moon And all the stars are blackened by the eerle gloom And at the unholy hour of the night I shall enter the twillight gate Step into the darkness of the cycle Towards new dimension I ride The death gate cycle And I plunged out from the vortex Out from the shadows of the death gate cycle Through weird , yet fascinating world I travel Over an labyrinth of realm The scaled wings of darkness carry me A forgotten place with no space or time A place where dragons forever mighty fly Eternally searching for a way Eternally searching for the path to the seventh gate Under the shining Elven Star I gaze my eyes to the mists afar Towards the great unknown I go The death gate cycle !
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
Under the mountain dark and tall The king has come unto his hall His foe is dead, the worm of dread And ever so his foes shall fall The sword is sharp, the spear is long The arrow is swift, the gate is strong The heart is hold that look on gold The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong The dwarves of yore made mightly spells White hammer feel like ringing bells In places deep where dark thing sleep In hollow halls The mountains throne once more is freed Of wandering folk, the summons heed Come haste ! Come haste ! Across the waste The king of friend and kind has need Now call we over mountains cold Come back ! Come back ! Unto the caverns old Here at the gates the king awaits The worm of dread is slain and dead And ever so our foes shall fall !
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
Farewell we call to hearth and hall Though wind may blow and rain may fall We must away ere break of day Far over wood and moutain tall Ti Rivendell, where elves yet dwell In glades beneath the misty fell Through moor and waste we ride in haste And whither then we cannot tell With foes ahead, behind us dread Beneath the sky shall be our bed Until at last our toll be passed Our journey done, our errand spend We must away We must away We ride before the break of day !
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026