[lyrics by Birgit Lages / Uli Bauer]
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l'ombra della notte
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circonda la materia della terra
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I corvi fanni grandi cerchi
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sapra dimenticati nell'passato.
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posti, dore fuerrieri sono diventati eroi
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e la spade diventano rossi dall'sangue.
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cold shadows arise
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from the darkness within
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like ravens they glide
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above times that have been
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at places where once
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delusion and lies
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turned into death
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'cause sometimes they lie
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and in oceans of blood
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they drown the truth
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sometimes we die.
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un tempo, dore la rabbia era forte
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e nessuno sapera chi era buono o male
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che l'ora della vendetta riarrivera,
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e la povere creature spariscono
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nella palude dell'eternita
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sometimes satan takes a fancy
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to assume the shape of man
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and walk among the mortals
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to learn about their desires
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to open wide the portals
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for his coming from the other side
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Opus Noctis
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Gardens Of Gehenna |