The aim of the serpent, the serpent´s creation
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reveals itself now trough crystal spheres
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He´s riding the waves as a real conqueror
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colliding with ships, the ships of the kings
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He owns... your sword!
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The emerald weapon, the steel of the heroes
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Flow the black tears of dark angels
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Your blade is now serving the dark force...
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the evil source of the unborn
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the truth is there... in this hands
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QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE
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DONETUR / Starless is my night, silent is my ride
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trough the paradox of wishdom... to the sea of souls
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Nel silenzio tragiche realta´...
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FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
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THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM / THESE ARE THE
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WIZARD´S LAST HOLY SIGHTS... / THE WIZARD´S LAST
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RHYMES
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We are reaching the brutal, the tragic dimension
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led by reflections, reflectios of death
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the ghost in the fog... wander lamenting
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while violence devours my wasted brain
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Let me... awake!
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The astral bewitchement is the fatal witness
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of created surge of chaos
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I reflect the constellations´ fall
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Now close your eyes and fight blind
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The moon is dying, don´t fear his might
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QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE
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DONETUR / Starless is my night, silent is my ride
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trough the paradox of wishdom... to the sea of souls
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Nel silenzio tragiche realta´...
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FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
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THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM / THESE ARE THE
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WIZARD´S LAST HOLY SIGHTS... / THE POEM´S TRAGIC
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RHYMES
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Fierce blows the wind, infinite fires
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on Elnor sea... hail to the king!
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He died as brave, oh valiant hero
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but so in vain, facing the storm... the storm!
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And soon the snakes of the abys
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swallowed the mighty woodship
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while the waves of the bloody ocean
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were reaching the walls of the falling town...
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QUANDO CORPUS MORIETUR FAC UT ANIMAE
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DONETUR / Starless is my night, silent is my ride
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trough the paradox of wishdom... to the sea of souls
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Nel silenzio tragiche realta´...
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FIRE IS BLAZING FAST ACROSS THE BLOODY RED SEA
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THE SUNLIGHT IS FADING ON HIM / THESE ARE THE
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WIZARD´S LAST HOLY SIGHTS... / THE POEM´S TRAGIC
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RHYMES
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The Wizard´s Last Rhymes
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Rhapsody(·¦¼Òµð) |