TBCSS: S02E02 – To the Master of Darkness

The kings, who immediately resumed the march, have disappeared swallowed up by the woods days ago, they have been walking under a thick roof of branches and leaves since then, so they cannot see what’s happening: the Guardian Dragon is soaring in the sky, holding Daltorʼs seemingly lifeless body in its claws, but a shiver of life miraculously runs proud in the king’s veins bringing him back to a state of consciousness, he can move again and the sun rays, reflected by his armor, violently pierce the clouds.

Black Dragon feels Daltor trying to wriggle away from its grasp and Sendor, almost amused, uses the beast’s low yet loud voice to suggest him not to prolong his agony as he’s unarmed and there’s no way he will survive his fury. Daltor is a committed fighter, he’s been told that giving up is for cowards and, though he doesn’t have his Silver Sword, he ‘s still going to fight for his and the dragon’s lives.

Sendor is merciless, the dragon crushes the body even harder, the king is forced into an unnatural pose but he can bend and reach for a secret dagger he has in his boot: holding tight to a scale, Daltor uses it to lightly wound the beast which, unexpectedly hurt, lets him go. Finally free, he climbs up the dragon’s body, up to its ear and whispers soothing words who deliver it from Sendor’s spell.
Daltor now gloriously rides the mighty dragon, their flight, elegant and noble, will take them to Noland, the unsettling home of the master of darkness.

2. TO THE MASTER OF DARKNESS

[Storyteller] A dazzling light
rips the sky
drawing lines through the dusk
nobody sees it
the heroes keep walking on
cruelly the sunlight is hitting his armour
thatʼs reflecting rays all around

Wonderful creature with instinct to kill
with his magic Sendor has stolen your will
mighty and strong oh so quickly you zoom
showing Daltor his doom
Wonderful creature with nothing to fear
you fly over valleys so fierce and austere
holding and clutching the knight in your claws
against your holy laws

[Black Dragon] Give up! you foolish madman
Give up! you cannot win
Start saying your last prayers
ʻcause your life wonʼt be spared
Give up! you foolish madman
Give up! you cannot win
Start saying your last prayers
ʻcause your life wonʼt be spared

[Daltor] My spiritʼs pure my faith is strong
I wonʼt give in
though I ainʼt got my silver sword
Iʼll save myself and you!

[Storyteller] Daltor is choked with the strength of the grasp
he still has one last weapon that he can clasp
now he bends outwards to reach for his foot
and puts a hand in his boot
He takes a dagger that secretly kept
to hold and to use just in case he was trapped
wounding the dragon blood starts now to drip
so it loosens its grip

[Black Dragon] Give up! you foolish madman
Give up! you cannot win
Start saying your last prayers
ʻcause your life wonʼt be spared
Give up! you foolish madman
Give up! you cannot win
Start saying your last prayers
ʻcause your life wonʼt be spared

[Daltor] My spiritʼs pure my faith is strong
I wonʼt give in
though I ainʼt got my silver sword
Iʼll save myself and you!

[Storyteller] Wounded, bleeding from his chest and possessed
the beast fights the king of the west
casting shadows on the land
leaving traces on the white sand

[Daltor] now listen, hear my voice
I know your heart is still in there
refuse his guidance
I know you can

[Storyteller] Wounded, bleeding, now itʼs no more possessed
now freed its spirit can now rest
casting shadows on the land
leaving traces on the white sand

[Daltor] Now my dragon fly me to Sendor
take me into the heart of Noland
where the sun never shines and the fogʼs always thick
where the sounds just gets lost in the forest
take me straight to the master of darkness!


Take me to the next episode


  • Credits
– Guidelines written by Sara Squadrani
The Black Crystal Sword Saga written by Daniele Mazza
– All Lyrics used by kind permission of Limb Music Publishing, Germany.
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