Rhapsody Of Fire

Iron was glinting black-red through a war
three thousand years before.
Infinit rivers all ran with black blood,
all of the whole icy plains.
Over the pages of that holy book,
so like the ancients have told,
it was the Erian's ancient white book
written with immortal blood.
Age of the mystic red moon.
On the nordic plains men and dragons fell down.
Age of the mystic red moon.
The last time that men saw that magical moon.
Erian's rhymes, angels' might.