TBCSS: S03E03 – Flaming Heart

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In the forest, the sun filters through the branches and reveals the immense beauty of a lush nature. The creatures move in harmony with the breath of the trees and a mischievous wind shakes the leaves.

Among the dense undergrowth, two figures carefully observe this spectacle, in search of a prey. A father, kind but strict, teaches his teenage son the art of hunting.

When at a short distance a bear appears, the man proudly announces to his son he has taught everything he needs to try to capture his first prey, on his own.

The boy timidly follows the directions: he lays flat on the ground and approaches the bear, quietly and without taking his eyes off it. But in his heart, fear makes its way. A big bear is a way too dangerous test for a beginner, and in his mind, the feeling of his father not having regard for his life is added to the fear of death.

The tumult in his heart prevents him from sharpening his senses to perceive sounds and movements around him. In a moment of distraction, the boy feels the sensation of something climbing up his leg so he emits a cry of terror.

The bear, alerted lunges at the victim and wounds him in the chest with a paw, knocking him into the mud. The father then gets up and tries to attract the animal to himself and, through some expert hunter’s techniques, makes him flee.

The boy, disheartened for the humiliation, in pain from the wounds and disappointed for the abandonment, can’t bear the reproaches of his father, who scolds him out of distress. Blinded by rage, the young man rails against the parent blaming him for what happened, and after accusing him of being old and useless, he runs away screaming he will never go hunt with him again.

Crying as he runs, his proud and crushed heart rejects any bond with the family he belongs to.

But as the moment of shock fades away, the boy realizes that he has poured on his father his own insecurity: the disappointment of not being able to grant him the fortitude of a still too fragile mind has made him angry.

Determined to apologize, he goes through the woods and runs toward the house. No obstacles can block his way to forgiveness, his desperate and determined race.

At the castle, however, the door of his father’s room is closed. Worried about having hurt him irreparably, he begs him to let him in but gets no answer.

Tired of waiting and eager for his embrace, the young man breaks through the door. But once inside, he faces a chilling scene: his father’s body is hanging from a beam.

The boy, shocked, takes the corpse on the floor. Hugging his father, he still holds out his apology.

In his flaming heart, desperation has the upper hand. The sense of guilt for having caused the death of his father is soon accompanied by the certainty that now he is forced to fortify his fragile mind, because now he, Daltor, is the new King of the West.

And no one must know.

No one must know the King has committed suicide because of the prince’s inadequacy.

3.  FLAMING HEART

[Man]
Be careful my son there’s a bear
there in the clearing,
I taught you what you need to know,
this time it’s your turn.
Come down now and sneak through the grass,
slowly get closer,
don’t ever lose sight of your prey,
don’t make any noise,
feel the wind blowing and breathe with the wild
in sweet harmony.
Every fighter knows that his chances are stronger
when peace lies within.

Go!

Well you made the bear run away,
you’re injured and dirty.
Why didn’t you listen to me?
Do you ever learn?
[Daltor]
But father it wasn’t my fault,
I did what you told me,
I followed your every advice,
look what they got me!
Maybe it’s time to admit that you are worthless,
you’re grey and you’re old.
I don’t wanna hunt with you ever again,
will you leave me alone?

[Storyteller]
In Daltor’s flaming heart
when judgment falls apart,
resentment runs like a river that flows out of its bed,
infectious makes him lie,
disown his blood ties,
disgrace the holy bond of family.

[Daltor]
My words resound in my head,
I’m incredibly sad and ashamed at the same time.

[Storyteller]
Running fast between the oaks,
Sliding down the slopes,
Daltor leaves the forest and heads to his father.

[Daltor]
I’m rushing to get to get back home,
I can’t wait to see him,
I want to look straight in his eyes,
and apologize.
I hope he’ll forgive my contempt,
I’m so unworthy.
Oh father please open the door!
Oh please let me in!
You can’t leave me outside just let me explain,
I’m breaking in!
Oh my god he’s hanging down from the ceiling!
Oh why! Tell me why!

 

[Storyteller]
In Daltor’s flaming heart
when judgment falls apart,
resentment runs like a river that flows out of its bed,
infectious makes him lie ,
disown his blood ties,
disgrace the holy bond of family.

In Daltor’s aching heart,
as his world falls apart,
despair grows faster than weeds on sunny summer’s day,
it feeds upon his guilt
for he has to be
the new king of the West
and be brave
and pretend
for no one has to know
it was
his fault!

Credits:
– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
– Photo credit: Phoenix via photopin (license)

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TBCSS: S03E02 – A Greater Purpose

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Sendor and Daltor are now face to face, the battle begins so cruel and ruthless that even the castle seems to suffer the evil influence of the Black Crystal Sword. Daltor, after fighting with Black Dragon, feels that his exhausted and wounded body won’t resist much longer to further fight; his only hope is to make the most of his wit and so he tries to focus, but a disturbing thought distracts him: he is a fierce and proud person, but he realizes now that this is the first time he has an actual responsibility towards all of the world, everything depends on him and he gets tense. Feeling uneasy, he starts thinking about his past behavior and realizes how shallow and vain he used to be, he was so full of himself that now he’s confused and no longer sure he’s actually able to make it.
“What if I’m not good enough? What if my vanity has deceived me making me feel stronger than I am?”
This scary thought gets more and more insistent and as its intensity grows so does the weight of his Silver Sword, to which the destiny of all the people of the world is tied.
But Daltor is very smart and he knows that there’s a way to take advantage even from a bad situation. This new awareness makes him feel like he’s finally a man, he embraces his growth and decides that those skills he developed doing the wrong thing for the wrong reasons, he will use now to fulfill his call, to finally achieve his purpose.

2.  A GREATER PURPOSE

[Storyteller]
Thick, dark voracious clouds
wolfing down the tops of the highest towers
bleed unforgiving gloom
that drips down carving stones like knives of terror

[Daltor]
I was always so narcissistic,
superficial and arrogant,
slaying dragons to satisfy
nothing but my vanity.
All the glory and adoration
made me feel like some kind of god,
I was sure that my valiant deeds
would go down in history.

Here on my shoulders I bear the weight
of so many faultless lives,
my sword’s so much heavier now
that I know they all depend on me.

Seeing things from this new perspective
all my past seems so trivial,
I was only a fatuous boy
living out his own deceit.
I am filled by this new awareness,
for my sins I will make amend,
I will cherish the wisdom born
from my strange epiphany.

Here on my shoulders I bear the weight
of so many faultless lives,
my sword’s so much heavier now
that I know they all depend on me.

[Storyteller]
He is face to face with Sendor,
with his cruelest enemy,
while he’s waging the battle
with the demons inside of him!

[Daltor]
Embrace my evolution,
‘cause I sense I was brought to this life
for a greater purpose.
Smack down the fiend!

[The group]
See the mortal dance
Left right left right up down up down
One hops forward one steps back
dodges blows bending to the side
Left right left right up down up down
One hops forward one steps back
Cold blades cut the air seeking flesh hungry for bones

[Daltor]
Though this day of grand disillusion
might as well be my very last
I am grateful for I received
the great gift of clarity
The result of my past behavior
wasn’t meaningless after all
If there’s something I’ve ever learned
is to spear cold-bloodedly

Here on my shoulders I bear the weight
of so many faultless lives,
my sword’s so much heavier now
that I know they all depend on me.

[Storyteller]
He is face to face with Sendor,
with his cruelest enemy,
while he’s waging the battle
with the demons inside of him!

[Daltor]
Embrace my evolution,
‘cause I sense I was brought to this life
for a greater purpose.

[Storyteller]
He is face to face with Sendor,
with his cruelest enemy,
while he’s waging the battle
with the demons inside of him!

[Daltor]
Embrace my evolution,
‘cause I sense I was brought to this life
for a greater purpose.
Smack down the fiend!

Credits:
– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
– Photo credit: Ross Castle via photopin (license)
All Rights reserved.

TBCSS: S03E01 – Before The Storm

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Previously on the Black Crystal Sword Saga:
Shena, Alron and Rahed are defeated, heavily wounded, they don’t have the strength to get back up and keep fighting. Sendor takes the time to try and finally use the magic Sword to reunite his son’s soul with his body. He tries and tries again, he pronouces the spell, he waves the sword in the air but nothing, Dorus is still just a puppet, he’s still the empty body he extracted from the grave, no sign of Surod’s heart in his eyes. The disappointment and delusion together with the power of the sword make Sendor lose himself to rage, after realizing there is nothing left to do, that his dream will never ever become reality he lets anger take him over and runs towards the kings to take it out on their poor bodies. It’s in that exact moment that a window crushes revealing Daltor riding the Black Dragon, he enters the castle and confronts Sendor in a duel. A long and intense battle is about to begin!

Sendor on one side, Daltor on the other.
Panting the look at each other, they study each other, they study themselves.
From this moment on they win or they lose, the live or they die.
Disappointment and madness on one side, thirst for justice and revenge on the other.

1. … BEFORE THE STORM

[Storyteller]
“The world seems to hold its breath anticipating what is to come. The quietness only broken by the rattling of battle weary lungs pressed to the ground. Barely perceivable to most, they roar loud as thunder in the minds of the two combatants, as they prepare for the crucial battle.”

Credits:
– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
– Photo credit: Phil Gibbs via photopin cc
All Rights reserved.

TBCSS: S02E10 – Hope Dies Last

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Sendor is invincible with the sword, the three kings don’t stand a chance and, despite their courage and their efforts, they fall one by one. Their bodies lie on the ground, motionless and destroyed, as if they have no meaning anymore: the justice and purity of the heart of the just was not enough to counter the darkness that lurks in the heart of the sorcerer. Sendor is excited, he can finally proceed with the ritual he’s been planning for sixteen years, impatient and hopeful he focuses, lays Surod’s body on a table and gently crosses his hands on his chest, anoints his forehead with an oil, then raises his sword in the air and draws a magical symbol while reciting the spell in a ancient language. The spell draws energy from all that is around and in an instant everything becomes silent, it would seem like a good sign, but Sendor is restless. The power in his hands is immense, yet the ritual does not work! He repeats the magic refrain again, he shakes the sword, the air is full of energy, but nothing happens, Surod’s eyes are still empty. The wizard trys again, and again, and again, there is nothing wrong with the procedure, but it just doesn’t work.
Anger and disappointment begin to intoxicate Sendor’s body, which was already sorely tested by the evil possession of the sword, and after another vain attempt he completely loses control, the monster inside him takes over and his thirst for vengeance becomes insurmountable. The dark wizard turns around, sees the kings on the ground and lashes out at them to let off steam debasing their helpless bodies; panting, he prepares to inflict the death blow upon Alron but suddenly a loud noise and a shower of glass stop him: it’s Daltor the dragon hunter, who straddling the Black Dragon, has broken through the glass wall of the living room and landed behind the sorcerer.
Daltor gives a quick look at the room, in a corner he spots his silver sword and runs immediately to grab it. The sight of his almost lifeless friends Alron and Rahed, who used to be so strong and vigorous, upset him, but when he sees the body of the poor and sweet Shena, his heart really explodes with anger and disgust for the horrible beast that is in front of him. The hero is very tired, hurt and still recovering from a long battle with the dragon, but he is ready to fight again to put an end to this nightmare.
“Your tricks are useless, prepare to die because I will have no mercy for you, there’s no humanity in you and it will be my pleasure to terminate you, you horrible, crazy monster.”
Sendor, increasingly impatient, just cannot bear to hear the reproaches of a little bug and, at the peak of his anger, he challenges Daltor to put words into action, and mockingly intimates the hero to fight, for the glory and peace.
An extraordinary duel is about to begin, an epic battle between good and evil: Daltor against Sendor.
Hell is taking over.

 

10.HOPE DIES LAST

[Storyteller]
Valiant knights laying still on the floor
this is how this tragic story goes
Bravery sometimes is not enough
when youʼre faced with darkness itself

In the end Sendor couldnʼt be stopped
now his plan is complete
he can bring back on his own
the sweet treasure heʼs lost
for a fatherʼs love can go all the way

The evil wizard
puts a spell on Dorus
but his soul wonʼt come back

[Sendor]
Silence reigns in the ghostly halls
even the owls speak no more
All is calm and the feel is surreal
but inside I have a restless heart

[Storyteller]
In the end Sendor couldnʼt be stopped
now his plan is complete
he can bring back on his own
the sweet treasure heʼs lost
for a fatherʼs love can go
all the way

The evil wizard
puts a spell on Dorus
but his sould wonʼt come back
The evil wizard
tries all over again
but his sould wonʼt come back

Anger and pain
drove him insane
he will kill
the defenceless kings
but as he goes for them
a windowpane breaks
he turns around
and Daltor is there!

[Daltor]
You see Iʼm here, your magic tricks are
nothing compared to my dexterity in the art
of training dragons like this one
you see Iʼm here, the game is over
you will regret, you will repent even thinking
of stealing that cursed crystal sword

[Storyteller]
Daltorʼs shaken
by what he sees before him
tired of fighting
but now heʼs ready once again

[Daltor]
Look what youʼve done, these people are good
they donʼt deserve to die this way from the hand of
a miserable filthy coward man
Look what youʼve done, you crazy monster
how could you be so cruel and cold to hurt so bad
a lady so fair and fragile

[Storyteller]
Daltorʼs shaken
by what he sees before him
tired of fighting
but now heʼs ready once again to start
another round

[Sendor]
Alright now Iʼve had enough
I see you seem to know it all
if you donʼt mind we could draw our swords
and solve this thing as men!

[Storyteller]
When all hope seemed to be gone a light came through the dark. Daltor on the back of the guardian dragon broke through the windows of the castle landing behind Sendor. Seeing the kings and Dorus lying unconcious on the ground he took back his Silver Sword. Sendorʼs look is full of hatred and pain, the magic sword has made him furious. A long and intense battle is about to begin…

[Sendor]
Raise the sword! For the glory and peace, let the fight begin!

Credits:
– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
All Rights reserved.

TBCSS: S02E09 – Through My Veins

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The kings have fallen in the Dark Wizardʼs trap. Dorus, himself, was posessed by Sendor! The wizard lets the fellowʼs body fall lifeless: after having defeated the three kings, thanks to the Crystal Sword, he will restore his soul back to life. The casket is now open and Sendor can grip the Black Crystal Sword.
The battle starts and Sendor’s superiority is clear from the beginning: his arm is now stronger, the swordʼs power now surpasses even his mind. He mercilessly strikes the three kings, he rails on them with the fury of a tornado, they try to get up and react to leave no stone unturned and to prove they are worthy of the glorious duty they were called to fulfill, protect the world, but Sendor knocks them down one by one. Shena, still in shock, at first didn’t take part in the battle, but now that her companions are on the ground it is her time to fight. The queen fearlessly defends herself from her former lover, convinced that there’s nothing she can do to save him, and that the only way to stop her heart from aching is to end his life. But the dark wizard is very strong and repels all the attacks with ease, his mind is obscured and the sword makes him do whatever it wants: there is not even a shred of humanity in the wizard, he’s a monster with an implacable thirst for blood and destruction.
After a few minutes the scene is devastating: the hall is destroyed, the doors torn off and the bodies of the kings are lying around exhausted, dying: the supremacy of the sword is undeniable and its victory inevitable.

9.THROUGH MY VEINS

[Shena]
The battle wages on as cruel as it can be
swords slashing on the shields make sparks that fill the air
no holds barred here I nearly lost my ring
my friends are on the ground itʼs time for me to hit

[Sendor]
My arms get stronger and stronger
with every breath I take
I feel the power of this sword through my veins
A god is growing inside me
it feeds my every cell
I feel the power of this sword through my veins

[The Group]
Oh how he blows us away!
Oh how he makes us fall!
We canʼt last for long
we are on our knees!
What a perfect chance for us to be
the glorious kings the world needs
Letʼs fight him back
fight him ʻtil death!

[Sendor]
Come on, show me what youʼve got!

[Alron]
King Rahed has lost his senses, Shena takes her turn
she thinks that killing Sendor will mend her broken heart
My rodʼs powerless, I donʼt know what to do
I hope that he wonʼt hurt the woman he once loved

[Sendor]
My arms get stronger and stronger
with every breath I take
I feel the power of this sword through my veins
A god is growing inside me
it feeds my every cell
I feel the power of this sword through my veins

[The Group]
Oh how he blows us away!
Oh how he makes us fall!
We canʼt last for long
we are on our knees!
What a perfect chance for us to be
the glorious kings the world needs
Letʼs fight him back
fight him ʻtil death!

[Sendor]
Come on, show me what youʼve got!

[Storyteller]
Sendor screaming out like a demon
strikes them showing no mercy
full of hatred and endless fury
heʼs turned into a monster

scattered fragments of glass
bodies lying on the stairs

[Shena]
The battle wages on as cruel as it can be
swords slashing on the shields make sparks that fill the air
no holds barred here I nearly lost my ring
my friends are on the ground itʼs time for me to hit

[Sendor]
My arms get stronger and stronger
with every breath I take
I feel the power of this sword through my veins
A god is growing inside me it feeds my every cell
I feel the power of this sword through my veins

[The Group]
Oh how he blows us away!
Oh how he makes us fall!
We canʼt last for long
we are on our knees!
What a perfect chance for us to be
the glorious kings the world needs
Letʼs fight him back
fight him ʻtil death!

[Sendor]
Come on, show me what youʼve got!

[Storyteller]
Sendor screaming out like a demon
strikes them showing no mercy
full of hatred and endless fury
heʼs turned into a monster

 

Credits:
– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
All Rights reserved.
photo credit: Albion Europe ApS via photopin cc

ANDE Tour in pictures

Hello there! So, we’re black from the A New Dawn Ending Tour, we’re very tired but we had so much fun! I thought I would share with you some photos, though they’re not too many because, you know, we were so busy living the moment to the fullest that we rarely remembered to take pictures! The ones you’ll see below are a bunch of them and they were taken by me, Claudio, Federico, Matteo Ermeti (www.matteoermeti.com) and Giacomo Astorri (www.giacomoastorri.it). Thank you guys!


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Long hair is back! Again, thanks for the picture Valentina! #ancientbards #haggard #zonaroveri #hair

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@claudiopietronik , Brandeburger Tor #Berlin #AncientBards

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Happiness in Berlin

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You can't do epic shit with basic people ❤️ #ANDEtour #AncientBards #band

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Such a nice surprise after exiting the Gotthard Tunnel! #snow #switzerland #gotthard #roadtrip

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Scenes from a tour. Thanks Massimiliano Grassi for the pictures! #CircoloColony #Brescia #top #ANDEtour #AncientBards

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Also, this happened:

I hope you enjoyed, take care!

Sara

TBCSS: S02E08 – Soulless Child

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The kings follow a narrow, disconnected path and reach the entrance of the castle: there are no doors and there are no guards, because no one wants to enter here. The strong wind whistles between the stones as a lament accompanying the heroes with its terror towards the main hall, where they imagine Sendor should be, intent to plan his moves. They are so determined to put an end to this nightmare and avenge Daltor that they’re not intimidated by the horror that surrounds them, advancing solid steps, they run through long corridors full of paintings with disturbing figures, creaky chandeliers and burned out candles that cove all the ornaments with their wax, in an embrace that started hundreds of years of ago. Penetrated now in the heart of the castle they find themselves in front of a door: Alron, busts it open with a portentous kick and they all run inside: on the opposite wall, at the back, there is the throne, but no one is sitting on it and, at the center of the room, there is the casket of  the Black Crystal Sword, open, empty. Is it already too late?
Just as they turn around to keep on searching, they are greeted by Sendor. He was behind them all the time, he was waiting for them! He welcomes them and lets the kings know he admires their courage, then he calls to himself the stranger, Dorus, calling him son.

Now that thought, that feeling that has been troubling the frozen mind of  Shena becomes certainty: that young man, that guy who seemed so strange and familiar is actually her son! Confused, Shena asks Sendor for and explanation: why is her son’s body here? He was just a baby when he died, for how long has he been walking around? Shena looks at the guy and thinks she wasn’t ready to re-open the wound, though she never stopped imagining how happy she would now be now if he never passed, she resists the urge to hug him, because she knows that he is not in there, that body is just a box. Sendor, walking slowly and sitting on the throne, accuses the woman of not being a good mother, he says he hates her and that she let Surod die on purpose so she wouldn’t risk anyone finding out she had disobeyed the law. With her Ring she could have reversed the fate, she could have brought back their child. But now it’s all right because he finally managed to get hold of the most powerful sword of all, that surely will attract the soul of their son. Shena explains that what he’s saying is pure madness, nothing has power over death, not her Ring nor the Black Crystal Sword, there is no magic that can knot pure spirits to the matter.

The kings are upset, they didn’t know about the love affair between the sorcerer and the queen, they weren’t aware they had a son. They understand now that what drove Sendor to steal the sword was only the despair of a grieving father, his intentions may not be evil but the sword is, and soon it will take control of the wizard, clouding his mind and transforming him into evil itself, so they invite him to give up his plan.

Sendor is too determined, he spent 16 years preparing this plan in detail and he will not give up right now. When a man loses everything he holds most dear, his heart annihilates and writhes in perpetual pain, there is nothing that can replace the love of his family so, a week after his death, he went to the cemetery, he knelt on Surod’s grave and, through an ancient spell, he brought him back to life. The rite however did not worke, Surod was just a puppet, a body without any will. Sendor, though heartened to at least be able to see the face of his son, was destroyed and disappointed so he retired to his bunk and began to look for a solution: if he really had to give up Shena he at least wanted to be the father of her child.
He came up with a perfect plan: he started calling the boy Dorus and learnt to control his body with magic as if he were a puppet and, when he reached a suitable age, he sent him by the king to warn them about him stealing the sword, drawing them to his castle.

At this point the kings understand that somehow they had been drawn to a trap and, failing to understand Sendor’s intentions, the rail on him to capture him and get back the sword. As soon as they approach, however, they are permeated by an intense glare: the dark wizard had hidden the real casket containing the sword behind the throne, so the weapons, finally together, unlock the magical device and Sendor can now  really grab the Black Crystal Sword!

8. SOULLESS CHILD

[Sendor]
Welcome my guests, Iʼve been waiting
for so long for this fine day to come
itʼs a pleasure to finally meet you
Come here Dorus and join me my son

Woman Iʼm talking to you now
I guess you never told ʻem the truth
there was something so slightly familiar
in the boy that was walking with you
[Shena]
Of course no I never told ʻem
my liʼl boy had died in my arms
as much as i hate to say it
he will never come back

[Sendor]
Shena youʼre wrong you couldʼve saved him
oh if only you werenʼt so blind
with your magic you couldʼve resurrected him
and by now weʼd be living just fine
[Shena]
It was pointless using my magic
you know it canʼt bring back the soul
thereʼs nothing able to do that
not even that crystal sword

[The Kings]
Now we can see youʼre devoured by sorrow
and your intentions were good somehow
but you donʼt know the power of that sword
youʼll soon be overwhelmed

[Sendor]
When a man loses his love
and a disease takes his child away
there is no way to fill the void
his heart constricts in endless pain

[Storyteller]
And so he did it by himself
he tried a ritual from ancient myths
walked through the graveyard
with tears in his eyes
knelt on the tomb
and then brought him to life

Even though he had lost his love
he had his son back but with no soul
his look is empty heʼs like a toy
he hugs him and then they disappear

Sixteen years later Sendorʼs back
he has come up with a cunning plan
takes control over his marionette
and sends him to Daltor
He will say that he had found the sword
and is ready to unleash a war
the four kings will gather and prepare
to go and face the menace

[Sendor]
Woman Iʼm talking to you now
I guess you never told ʻem the truth
there was something so slightly familiar
in the boy that was walking with you
[Shena]
Of course no I never told ʻem
my liʼl boy had died in my arms
as much as i hate to say it
he will never come back

[The Kings]
Now we can see youʼre devoured by sorrow
and your intentions were good somehow
but you donʼt know the power of that sword
youʼll soon be overwhelmed

[Sendor]
When a man loses his love
and a disease takes his child away
there is no way to fill the void
his heart constricts in endless pain

[Storyteller]
And so he did it by himself
he tried a ritual from ancient myths
walked through the graveyard
with tears in his eyes
knelt on the tomb
and then, then he brought him to life
ʻcause he felt it was good
ʻcause he felt it was right
he never thought he was going off track
and decieving himself

The heroes now
are getting tired
this went too far
This has to end
the wizardʼs mad
they launch their attack

As soon as they get close
a light shines from behind him now the chest is open
he grabs the sword

 

Credits:
– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
All Rights reserved.

TBCSS: S02E04 – Broken Illusion

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The wearing march that brought the knights deep into Noland, finally leads them to the Dark Cave, an ancient cavern that was once used as a dungeon. It was a matter of common knowledge that the entrance to the cave was supposed to be controlled by two guardians: Black Dragon and White Dragon. Black Dragon is the one that attacked them earlier so it’s not such a surprise for them to not see it there, but the fact that there’s no trace of White Dragon worries the kings a lot, because clearly something bad has happened.
Venturing into the cave is not an easy task, it is tortuous and labyrinthine, full of danger and at risk of collapsing. Along the way the kings come across the remains of the prisoners and of the bandits who had entered through the ages to seek refuge, long before the cavern first harbored the sword.
They all still hope that this will turn out to be just a big nightmare and that Dorus was just told lies. Shena’s ring is able to detect the spot where the chest containing the sword had been placed, so they all follow her lead until they get there to find that Dorus was right, the chest is not where it’s supposed to be!  So Sendor really did take it away, he really wants to star a war!
The kings can’t understand Sendor’s plan, how did he take the chest out? Could he open it? How did he even manage to enter the cave and find the chest in the first place? And what happened to White Dragon? Our heroes are lost in confusion trying to figure out what to do next until Rahed, the most practical and decisive of them all says: “There’s no time for questions, we must act! Let’s run to the sorcerer’s castle, we must do it fast and together, because if he really has the Black Crystal Sword we will need all the power of our weapons!”

4. BROKEN ILLUSION

[Alron]
Weʼre before the cavernʼs gates
at the entrance of this dark place of loneliness
it was dug into the rock
by an ancient tribe
to imprison their outlaws
On the left side of the cave
thereʼs empty spot where the black dragon used to
be but on the other side
even the white dragon is missing

We must walk into the cave
Walking down into the heart of the mountain
The cobwebs will hide the way
pay attention
ʻcause itʼs easy to get lost
Weʼre inside a labyrinth
made of long tunnels thatʼll take you nowhere
bones here and there on the ground
oh yes, this oneʼs a risky mission

[Shena]
Down there, my ring says, follow my lead
the thing weʼre looking for is down there
soon we will solve the mystery of the sword
here we are this is the place

[The Kings]
The boy told the truth
the chestʼs not in its place
he was right the chest is no longer here
our fear has become reality
now our duty is harder than ever
The boy told the truth
the chestʼs not in its place
he was right the chest is no longer her
our fear has become reality
now our duty is harder than ever

The boy told the truth
the chestʼs not in its place
he was right the chest is no longer her
our fear has become reality
now our duty is harder than ever

[Rahed]
Letʼs go my friends we gotta go there
we must reach the dark lord before itʼs too late
we will go together to the perpetratorʼs den
and save the day!

 

Credits:
– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
– The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
All Rights reserved.