There, the place on marblings heights
There, once raised the temple of might
Where time would glide in without
a sign
It stood still towering the legends
of fire and ice
Altering the winds of darkness
and light
Men fought men, thunderstorms
and rain
Deep inside these walls
A sacred keep of answers
Magic spells, scrolls of truth
Wisdom, wrath, choose you path
Savage, savage, savage
Savage princes
Architects of time
The fifth age’s coming to an end
Blackening out the sun
Dark apostles
Savage, savage, savage
Savage princes
Architects of time
On chariots of fire
Carved into the stone
By silver and gold, men-god, brass
Four races before history was made
We are the sons of Iron, Steel, Heavy Metal
We’re the savage princes
Blackening out the sun
The dark apostles have arrived
Savage, savage, savage
Savage princes
Architects of time
On chariots of fire
Defenders of the flame
We front as one for metal
Defenders of the flame
We front as one for metal, metal
We are Heavy Metal

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