Visions Of Atlantis

Fighting their fear and facing the wrath
Of others to join them and flames to impact
No rules of engagement, no spoilers for violent desires
Hungry for power the beasts clash within
The walls of the townhall, where soon one will sing
Of mercyless battles, fought by the lords of the sea
The beating fists, the fiery breath
Of the dragons
Fills the place with it's own scent
The scent of power
No mercy, no mercy!
for the faint at heart, the weak!
They are falling, they are falling!
But no one of them does weep!
Acting as if they were thirsty for death
Unfilled and still mighty their hunger for flesh
Bones cracking loud as the end takes control of those living
Honor is asking a price much too high