Crimson ! Tyranny !
Crimson ! Tyranny !
For the glory
For salvation
We’ll fight until you fall
You crimson king of Avaland
For the glory
For salvation
We’ll fight under black sky
And make the stars shine bright again
Visions in my mind
The crystal never lies
The Tyransson will fall
By his blazing pyre
Crimson ! Tyranny !
Crimson ! Tyranny !
Wisdom leave this place
The fools are on the throne
How could the future go
Without a ray of sun ?
For the glory
For salvation
We’ll fight until you fall
You crimson king of Avaland
For the glory
For salvation
We’ll fight under black sky
And make the stars shine bright again
I reign on this world
Running on wicked grounds
I hold in my claws
The keys of misery
A powerful king
Master of destruction
No one defeats me
Blindness leads to ruin
For the glory
For salvation
We’ll fight until you fall
You crimson king of Avaland
For the glory
For salvation
We’ll fight under black sky
And make the stars shine bright again
Crimson ! Tyranny !
Crimson ! Tyranny !
The Apprentice
The Storyteller
Hestya Celycen,
the Queen Witch
Kristian Tyransson,
King of Avaland