Through the wasted years and all bitter times

The druid came to heal all our crimes

As long as we're surviving he shall conquer us all

In the book of ancient magic and light

The ancients will obtain the knowledge of their might

To heal the tortured souls, their ultimate goal

Angels of mercy in disguise

Save tortured souls

Freedom is their goal

Onwards they dwell

Druid, a winning streak

Ancients, doom is in your hands

If you want to see the day

The reward is to travel through the skies in times to come

Then it will be you who lives