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