ANGSAAR:] Ah, great King of Hyperborea! My mystic shackles are at last broken... I am free once more! Your army is lost, your realm is mine... it shall
my frost-encased sword, forming a crimson blossom upon the ice... My limbs cold, becoming as one with the massing snows... my eyes nearly frozen closed. For how long had we
lay down your head on your pillow at night what do you see, when you close your eyes cowboys and indians heroes in the sun chasing those summer days as fast as we
Journey, heaven to the depths of hell burning (heaven to the depths of hell) Westcoast to eastcoast where we makin' earnings (westcoast, eastcoast) America, we ain't scared of ya we darin' ya (America) (we
free We knew it was over When you started your lying It's hard to keep riding When your grip has grown slack It's hard to keep riding When your structure
The fury of waters Revolving still, Your voices are silences When they speak through me. To the crossroads We are turning our backs And in each of you
't break the chain And rise above Goodbye my friend Moments such as this Are what defines a man When the curtains finally close All we're left with is blood We
and unfamiliar And Holden to the code of honor Bound to defend We are strong Believe the warrior inside Won't turn away With honor we will not turn away
in your name we'll fight my lord Your bloody war, waiting for another chance to waste them Other deaths to honour your reign fading light, bury in your
until your eyes run dry She lives on disillusion road We go where the wild blood flows On our bodies we share the same scar Love me, wherever you are
's power Medusa's inner soul We're drawing ever closer to the seventh hell They violate their neighbors, their god and themselves We're sailing slowly
separation. And I tell you I will climb inside your world, and all my history must revolve to find this girl (ah). And I can see you with my eyes closed
wreck. A sight for miles. A scene to break. A thousand hearts. If on ashes. We wash ashore. Then by the sea we are spared. We are spared and pure
the depths of hell burning (heaven to the depths of hell) Westcoast to eastcoast where we makin' earnings (westcoast, eastcoast) America, we ain't scared of ya we darin' ya (America) (we
, close your eyes Peep back, got you open wide I'll let you get a taste of me It's going down in mystery Sit back, close your eyes Peep back, got you
The plague lives in lots of brains, don't close your eyes It sucks the way to perfection under vigilance Of merciful fate called Christianity They gonna