The Hour of the Dragon (Conan the Conqueror) Songtext
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The Dragon Banner flies
Over men, doomed to die
Brought down in roiling pain
The king is brought in chains
To the dungeon ′neath the moon
Where the beast prowls the gloom
Looking for a feast of flesh
He'll get a dagger in his chest


The lion stalks the doom that walks
An ancient curse, a holocaust
From the tomb of Xaltotun
Comes the source of all man′s doom
Ancient throne of Acheron
Bloody crown of the Aquilon
Conan comes with sword in hand
To clutch the heart of Ahriman

Blood of the holy serpent
Spilled before the temple steps
Fled from the cold embrace of
Ancient priestess' undead flesh
Slew all who blocked your path
To keep you from the blood-red jewel
The bane of horrid power
Acheron, the kingdom cruel


The lion stalks the doom that walks
An ancient curse, a holocaust
From the tomb of Xaltotun
Comes the source of all man's doom
Ancient throne of Acheron
Bloody crown of the Aquilon
Conan comes with sword in hand
To clutch the heart of Ahriman