We set fire that you never wanted To your camp and to your home Too late for crying and too late for your prayers We set fire to the world Make your
troops under fire left two three four
See the light and feel my warm desire, run through your veins like the evening sun. It will live but no eyes will see it. I'll bless your name before
are the horizons that beckon us. Upon the path of resplendence as rainbows are released from the prisms keeping the heart of the Corona. Beating
[L: Parcharidis / M: Parcharidis, Wolf, Marquardt] Templars of steel, Knights of the cross Unite our armies to honour our God Holy land, we are marching
War gas swept across each kingdom Epic Battles rage across domains Thrones are falling... As the dark-light burns again Feeble humans... Behold me
We're both like Simon we still live in a state of denial. Although we'd both like to go to heaven, We feel surprised about the trial. But the suff'ring
Oh I remember - Cold white heaven Sacred holy silence - "Fear God and His commandments" We walked the silver grass - Alone among thousands We walked
Tonight we take revenge Storming trough it all Tonight we hunt you down and let it all out! Tonight no-one shall survive With swords we come for your
Crowning of a heart, textures and shades A bitter London night on the motorway You looked so divine, back in the seat Wicked desires ablaze in me Back
My cry echoes on a naked wall Cold like a crystal Numbered hours creeping Insanity strangles reality Weakened, crushed, formed New dimensions arise My
He is the Fallen, the Desolate One The castaway banished in darkness When I am betrayed and left all alone I can feel His call in my soul The calling
You're a fucking hustler Wearing crowns of creation I was born a troubler Spitting venom, I've been a hunter I was on probation, you were on parole When
I'll surf every wave There's no one else surrounding me for days If I find the time You have to arrive Cause X will mark the spot, Where we can connect
I get on my high horse just long enough To get low, to reload, and go, oh! Again and again I get on my high horse just long enough To get low, to reload
This is the place we go When the lights turn low And there's no misleading or true felling show Let me know And we'll take control Cuz baby if it gets
I could tell that the air is changing, Somethings wrong with how I'm breathing, I could tell that your eyes are wandering, I hope they end up on my way
I'd like to see you on a big yellow bike, With two training wheels tightly Holding yourself as you break into the day. Now you're grown up, and you