morning, the different colours of the landscape, the freshness of the breeze. So sit for a while and rest with the spirit of the land. [-John
the morning, the different colours of the landscape, the freshness of the breeze. So sit for a while and rest with the spirit of the land. [-John
tale so mine Storm...you almighty, earth, seas and flames Here I am standing Bare in my honesty Calm in the moonshine Starlight rests my eyes Pain wakes
suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land
broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land The crimson birth that swamped the
is too quiet dreams are too painful truth is the bed of this ocean of lies. Sinking through layers of untouched oblivion soaking from spirits
Gildenlow] Sleep is too quiet, dreams are too painful truth is the bed of this ocean of lies Sinking through layers of untouched oblivion soaking from spirits
the wretched man I am Guilty in my iniquities deserving only to be damned It's for your sins I am Crucified, the Spirit confirmed time and again The thief in his pain
the abyss. I call (summon) you through The silence of the viper The crying of the dead The pain of an injured cat!!! Through the mystic passage In the land
locked inside The lands of hate have fallen This is the prophecy fulfilled Because I am your master and servant Search for the flame of my spirit Long for the sea of salvation
Fearing, falling, screaming. No one knows this place so real. Survived the chaos but drifted to this land. They captured my life, no compromise. My world named Shadow Land. Only my spirit
possess his baneful spirit This the cold seed of rebellion against those Elder gods And blood of man is the blood of vengeance And blood of man is the spirit
than the wretched man I am Guilty in my iniquities deserving only to be damned It's for your sins I am Crucified, the Spirit confirmed time and again The thief in his pain
you locked inside The lands of hate have fallen This is the prophecy fulfilled Because I am your master and servant Search for the flame of my spirit Long for the sea of salvation