Dark Isle Part Ii by Kerion
Violent waves break on the rocks
Blinding lightnings tear the clouds
Howling thunder shakes the skies
On the darklord black isle
This lost place is a refuge
For all the conspirators
But the most terrific jail
For the thieves of Sephiria
The barracks of the fortress
The first evil troops get ready
To march to the elves highlands
Where fly the mighty dragons
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