Belore - The Fall of Endeor

Resplendent Endeor proudly dominates
In an age of peace the city of men shines
But on a fall night a shadow veils the moon
The winged plague coming from east falls on the sleeping city

Surprised by the fire falling from the sky
The cries cover the sound of bells
Placed on the highest tower, before the city in flames
The beast addresses the king

Behold the fall, of Endeor
By my fire, your death will come
Behold the fall, of Endeor
By my power, your reign is done

A red sun rose on the still smoking stones
The wind sweeping through the rising fog
Unveiling the few survivors, the embers of desolation
And among them, lays the body of King Sindorias

No more home, no more kingdom, a young prince has seized the throne
Chasing the allies of the ancient regime
An empire to rebuild, an order to restore
The new city of Therallas will rise

Far far away, from dust and destroyed towers
Therallas rose and became, the symbol of a new world