HATE FREEDOM CALLS TO A SHOCKING WORLD [PART 4] WHEN WILL MANKIND WAKE UP ARMAGEDDON WITH A NEW FOUND HATE STRIKES THE HEART OF OUR FREEDOM CALL DEVASTATING
the crimson flames Thou hast the power should I be blind To overthrow my wicked reign And throw me to the pit of time Cast me to the crimson flames Thou
bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call For she must never waken from her Crimson
Churning The Wings To Flames Igniting Our Armies Delight A Ravens Call To Sadness Journeys To Darkened Fortresses The Lands Covered With Desecrated Dreams Chanting Calls Of Freedom
times Summon up the beast of flame Unchain the warlord call its name Children of the sun Let him reign the chosen one And save you from the night In
as simple are my needs Yet my eyes are drawn toward the mountain in the east Fascinates and captivates gives my heart no peace The mountain holds the sunrise in the prison of the night
fire I horde invasions, the battle it rages Long into the night The warrior is falling, his destiny calling His blood drained from his mortal life The castles afire, flames
't shining like yesterday Now the odds are against me, I just wanna try The flame's still burning deep inside You used to call me baby, not anymore Now you call
freezing dark and parallel my isolated tower.... no paraffin for the flame no harbour left to gain v. The Presence of the Night/Kosmos Tours 'Alone, alone,' the ghosts all call
fallen souls will rise to fight again! Stay here with me, this night we'll be together Future in our hands we'll fight with freedom drawing near Stand
Flying over darkened skies the battle will call Destiny is calling we'll be out of the storm And the world falls under the starlight Shining from heavens
got a burner, then flame Baby showers, same day as nuclear showers Prophecy's harsh, world will be destroyed in an hour Shots fired in the night, from
by bullies and egotists. We can try to fill those spaces with the strength of our love. Gandhi called it Ahimsa. The Greenham Wowan call it the 'Politics
We know where the Spirit of the Lord is Where the Spirit of the Lord is There is liberty We know living in your freedom living in your freedom, see your
in the Stone of the contemporary eclipse I'm incredibly exhausted You can't imagine, got my warm spirit stuck in my teeth, I'm obsolete Freedom freedom freedom
all that's left The sound it makes me scream I can hear your voice at night (Your light lost in a waking dream within) Freedom is not of control Endless