Right beyond the frozenlake of sorrow
  when they reached the ruins of Ayraklis
  losing their will and conscience
  they fell down trapped in a deadly sleep
  But not far the horns of hope were sounding
  raging moving every icy stone
  there where their lying bodies
  were now surrounded gy ten little Gorks
  
  So the miracle saved them
  and they woke up again
  rhanks to secret and unknown old cures
  based on magic plants
  Oh what wonderful creatures...
  only a few could see them
  only legends and fairytales
  describing their cold far white reign
  
  WARRIORS OF THE NEW CENTURY
  NOW RISE
  HEAR THE SAD VOICE OF STARLESS NIGHTS
  WARRIORS OF THE NEW CENTURY
  NOW RISE
  CROSS THE COSMIC SHORES OF MORTAL TIME
  
  So that dream spoke to the silent warrior
  rising now from moons of black abyss
  drinking the brew of wild herbs
  the special ones growing only on those hills
  She was there already cured and happy
  able so to kiss his lips again
  but sadly time was running out
  and all those fools were going to find their way
  
  So they thanked all those new friends
  leaving that mystic place
  setting off on their journey
  fleeing to reach a safer place
  When they came to the white lakes
  they could see behind them
  that ernomous and ancestral black moon
  screaming visual pain...true pain!
  
  WARRIORS OF THE NEW CENTURY
  NOW RISE
  HEAR THE SAD VOICE OF STARLESS NIGHTS
  WARRIORS OF THE NEW CENTURY
  NOW RISE
  CROSS THE COSMIC SHORES OF MORTAL TIME