The Last Resort

It seems like the end is drawing near
 Everyone's on the ground
 And Sendor can't decide
 On who he should drop the sickle first
 Rahed is not ready to give up yet
 He's not willing to let go
 And with firm voice incite the other kings
 We need to step up and do something
 I know we're weak and paralyzed
 But if we don't do everything in our power
 Then tomorrow will never come
 We are the custodians of wisdom
 Of millennial magic arts
 So there must be something we can do
 To prevent a dreadful end!
 In your death throes...
 Dipped in the blood, the dust and the dirt
 The kings crawl to the floor, exhausted and hurt
 Reaching for their weapons
 Summoning strength for their last resort
 The only hope
 To survive
 The rod is summoning the force
 Of the magic elements
 The bow attracts the ring
 And then they start floating in mid-air
 And as the weapons come in contact
 They create a beam of light
 That suddenly goes into Daltor's sword
 Oh look at the silver sword shining!
 It's a dazzling blinding glow
 And what we are witnessing is
 The eternal fight between light and the dark
 We are the custodians of wisdom
 Of millennial magic arts
 I knew there'd be something we could do
 To prevent a dreadful end!
 In your death throes...
 Dipped in the blood, the dust and the dirt
 The kings crawl to the floor, exhausted and hurt
 Reaching for their weapons
 Summoning strength for their last resort
 The only hope
 To survive
 Dipped in the blood, the dust and the dirt
 The kings crawl to the floor, exhausted and hurt
 Reaching for their weapons
 Summoning strength for their last resort
 The only hope
 To survive
 Dipped in the blood, the dust and the dirt
 The kings crawl to the floor, exhausted and hurt
 Reaching for their weapons
 Summoning strength for their last resort
 The only hope
 To survive