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 Fire is raging on  battlefield
 while Arwald is  the war of the kings
 The army of Dargor,  thunder, the storm...
 so  are calling the brave and his sword
 No time left to  the wise throne!
 
 Shades of a past not so  to forget...
 the rise of the demons from their  hell!
 So come mighty warrior to light the lost 
 for Tharos the dragon and  cosmic soul...
 Now handle your  sword!
 
 For Ancelot
 the ancient  of war
  the holy town of gods
 Gloria, gloria perpetua
 in this dawn  victory
 
 The ride of the dead and their practice of 
 is pounding in him as  terrific quake
 You're closer and closer  follow their smell
  your holy armour the steel in your hand
 Fly angel of bloody 
 
 For Ancelot
 the ancient cross  war
 for  holy town of gods
 Gloria, gloria perpetua
 in this  of victory
 
 Tragic and furious the clash of  steel of the gods
 and so magic the power, the  in his valorous hands
 Oceans of fire are  the throne of the demons
 and from distant red skies the thunders are calling  name
  name of the master of pain!
 
 For Ancelot
 the ancient cross  war
  the holy town of gods
 Gloria, gloria perpetua
 in  dawn of victory