الأغاني:
Crimson Glory Touch The Sun

only Touch The Sun To dream is not enough The world is on our hands... «There is no God» Touch The Sun Touch The Sun Touch The Sun

[Music: J. Drenning, J. Lords] [Lyrics: B. Martinez, J. Drenning] Looking down upon your world Desperate changes it goes through My black-eyed point

conceive Bending time and space "We are the Gods" of your race We harvest the worlds that we need... [Chorus:] If we could only Touch The Sun To dream

colour of flame. And the high summer's night passed swiftly. At length, the dawn approached tentatively, and with the first signs of the newborn sun etching

... now pay heed, for the final battle is at hand! [Chapter 7: The Last Stand Against Chaos.] [ALTARUS:] And a crimson sun rose slowly over the Field