I wither like an oak with dead roots. Leaves falling of? Never to return. There is no spring in sight. As I seek suppression and grace, I?m falling down
was blind She was the sun and the moon above Rivers flow and waters rise We give our life for paradise Will we ever see the sun again Broken rocks will
] When the sun rises, are you surprised that I'm a beast? Leatherface withers, cracks, and starts to crease Feel your heart rate decrease, the unveiling of the vain
youth Future's rising in your mind Spirits of the future sun Spirits of the future sun Your spirits wait for me in vain I won't fall Sun burns red
here, this life we now will end In dreams of everlasting pain the fallen now rise again Through the fire, through the flames like the sun will rise
their hearts will bleed this life we're waiting for Taste the steel in pain you kneel for glory we defend Our fallen souls will rise to fight again
These are the Darkest Ages ever, all was in vain. No hope, no more wisdom on Earth. The evil lands of Lucifer had overcome. We have to seek for another
in the cold mournful sea... So lost here in a world not meant to be... for me! The fading moon cries in vain, as the rising sun reflects my pain. We
if and when He's gonna have his share Well, guess what's happening A new day's dawning See the black son's rising Soon he will be free See that poor
will the morning come? I wait in darkness so long Will the sun ever rise again? Hours flowing over me I wait in vain for some change Will light ever
So thou to me, like sun to moon, descend? Or if thou wilt not bend thy starry frame Wishing to keep thy brow o'ercrowned with mist I'll rise so that thy
their hearts will bleed This life we're waiting for Taste the steel, in pain you kneel For glory we defend Our fallen souls will rise to fight again
For the lights beyond will guide me home tomorrow The time will come for us the curse is growing strong Carry on with the rise of the sun So take me
So thou to me, like sun to moon, descend? Or if thou wilt not bend thy starry frame, Wishing to keep thy brow o'ercrowned with mist, I'll rise so that
Is Not A Compromise It?s something like the rising of the sun Although you?ve seen it a thousand times You can?t explain it Call my name And I will
inner past. Will i ever be the same again Landscapes of treasures before my eyes Now its over forget the past Chorus Spirits...of the...future sun
