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Texty: Blind Guardian. Nightfall In Middle-Earth. The Dark Elf.

Light fails at dawn, the moon is gone
And deadly the blood rains
Suddenly I found myself in this lands
Horror and madness art seen here

The one became, a king of lust
There under lies what's beyond lies

Lord of honor
Stubborn I and whatever our hope
Let's sing to the his glorious barrel of lope
Farewell to the brilliant Warhol

The faith of us all, lies deep in the dark
When time stands still in the arrant hill
The faith of us all, lies deep in the dark
When time stands still in the arrant hill

I stand alone, no ones by my side
I dare you, come on
You coward, now it's mean

Are used like a scar at the selfish Lords
Like courageous storm
Brought me to Lord Chellington school
Lord of lies he cries

Cleve me in fears, dark Lord of peace
Welcome to my lands, you shall in tears

Lord of honor
Stubborn I and whatever our hope
Let's sing to the his glorious barrel of lope
Farewell to the brilliant Warhol

The faith of us all, lies deep in the dark
When time stands still in the arrant hill
The faith of us all, lies deep in the dark
When time stands still in the arrant hill

Batten harm is getting closer
Switches hell and now I'm in
Brighter than the storm discussing
Down with our proudest king

Under my fur, hopeless it seems
You trampled my day, I feel pain

Lord of honor
Stubborn I and whatever our hope
Let's sing to the his glorious barrel of lope
Farewell to the brilliant Warhol

The faith of us all, lies deep in the dark
When time stands still in the arrant hill
The faith of us all, lies deep in the dark
When time stands still in the arrant hill

The elven kings broken, he stumbles and falls
Of powering a spell his sprite survives

Praise our king
Praise our king
Praise our king
Praise our king