I also know light and its treachery I've tasted the glory of life Infinite wisdom I possess And I know its hypocrisy For I have walked the darkest path
: Escape the carven paths Listen to the voices in your head Hear them whisper in their ancient tounges Let them lead you out of Darkness Into the newborn
night? My world torn asunder, I walk a dark path No beacon to guide me? Staring into greyness, A nightingale doomed to sing his sorrow to the north wind
forest Before the darkness falls I heard the wind rustling through the trees And ghostly voices rose from the fields I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
: Don't shed a tear for me I stand alone This path of destiny Is all my own Once in the hands of fate There is no choice An echo on the wind You'll hear
: Once upon a dark autumn night I was so very far from sleep I longed to walk beneath the stars Into the forest, so dark and deep Neither myth nor faerie
buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down Money's gettin' shallow and weak Well, the place I love best is a sweet memory It's a new path that we trod
the forest Before the darkness falls I heard the wind rustling through the trees And ghostly voices rose from the fields I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
back ah yo head Don't think mi don't seet Dem mess around and wind up dead [Verse 3:] Foreva talking, dem foreva Like sum magga dem foreva barking Pan the path
: [Dark Avenger] - O tides of time, whose waves my eyes are unfold, waft these ships through waters only thou hold. Who art such warriors cloaked in
: Follow then rain into the end of paradise where the eternal dark's crying so near cold wind plays with my minds when the fog appears and lovely words
my brother in the land of the damned The howling wind blows in the naked trees Moonlit fields are glowing in the dark Below me, the path to the cemetary
by the wind and by time, by everything that flees A torment of my liking: exploring extremes All thoughts secluded as fear stalks its blooded soil In the winding path
Before the darkness falls I heard the wind rustling through the trees And ghostly voices rose from the fields I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
: Old man time, Wisdom and Rhyme Seeker of reason, reaper of time Born to a spell he walks the beaten path To hell, rusty shackles of time burden his
A dawn in glory, robe of light, a powerful cherub As he passed the path, white doves cost the eyes of thugs Eternal heartbeat, in the dark fire in his
Refreshing winds from distant skies, a dying love from distant eyes. Another cruelty brought to me. And again a flower born and before it withers wind