Armageddon 's Wrath

Beneath the mountain's shadowed bones

I dreamed on a throne of stone and flame

While all the lands beneath my wings

Remembered fear and spoke my name

Then came a whisper through the dark

A trembling spy before my eyes

"Great Lord... a wyvern has been slain..."

Silence fell across the cave

The molten rivers seemed to freeze

I raised my head, unfurled my rage

And cracked the pillars at my knees

"Ssar vakh druun?" (Who dares this crime?)

"Korath veyn?" (Speak the name!)

My fury shook the mountain roots

My breath became a storm of flame

Who dares strike one of my own blood?

Who dares challenge the King of Fire?

A little kingdom in the dust

Has fed rebellion's foolish pyre

Bring me the name! Bring me the face!

I'll tear his courage from his chest

Before I end his fleeting life

I'll make him kneel before the best

No ember grows into a blaze

If I can crush it while it's small

Let every nation hear my wrath

And learn what comes to those who fall

The spy bowed low and spoke at last

"A little airship crossed the sky

A mortal lord from Twosun's walls

Refused to bend, refused to die"

A laugh escaped my iron jaws

A sound like mountains splitting wide

One tiny ship? One mortal fool?

And yet my wyvern's corpse had died

My claws sank deep through ancient stone

No rival stands before my throne

"Drakkar ven shul!" (Bring him to me!)

"Vorthak ssen draal!" (Let him crawl!)

I'll break his pride before the world

And make his kingdom watch him fall

The spy fell low before my throne

"My lord, the mortal has a name..."

"Speak."

The cavern held its breath.

"Strongcastle."

Then laughter burst from deep within me

A roar of mockery and flame

"Strongcastle?"

I bared my fangs in cruel delight.

What foolish lord chose such a name?

Does he think stone can stop the flame?

Strongcastle!

What an amusing little name.

Strongcastle!

Soon remembered only in shame.

I'll break his walls stone after stone.

I'll burn his banners from the sky.

And when the smoke has cleared away

No soul will dare to ask me why.

Tell this Strongcastle I am coming.

Tell him to gather all his men.

Tell him to build his walls still higher.

It only makes my victory sweeter when

The mighty fortress starts to crumble.

The brave defender starts to crawl.

I am the shadow over nations.

The terror every kingdom fears.

Empires rise and empires crumble.

I have ruled for countless years.

I am wrath and I am judgment.

I am ancient death reborn.

Let the rebel hear my coming

Like a hurricane of horns.

Bring me the lord who slew my spawn.

Bring him alive before my throne.

I'll make him beg for one more breath

Before I claim what is my own.

"Ssar vakh! Ssar vakh!" (Who dares? Who dares?)

The mountains echo back my call.

And far away in little Twosun,

The dragon's doom begins to crawl...