morella
Morella was a friend of mine
I never loved her, but we married
She made me happy in a way I can't explain
A kind of mystic happiness
Talking of philosophy we sp
wings_of_fire
Standing here, in the dark of my room
Once again, I am thinking of you
I will miss all the jokes and the smiles
Are you now in a place that you like?
Strugglin'
the_matrix
So many times in the past
I have been hearing
This word I don't understand:
What is |The Matrix|?
The quest is over today
'Cause the answer
Came right to me i
inferno
I have lost my way into the wood
Where am I tonight?
Fear inside, I'm lost and so alone
Where will I go?
I have reached a hill and tried to climb
Now the dawn has co
welcome_on_board_(intro)
the_secret
Blade on blade, they are crossing the swords
Sparkles fly and the duel begins
Artan knows that he has to prevail
Leaving fear in the back of the heart
[Bridge 1:]
Sl
the_walls_of_olathoe
[intro]
You'd never ever hear of Olathoe in the land of Lomar again, its story was buried 26000 years
ago where Polaris shines high in the sky. But if you find a silver key in a black
the_voice_of_the_wind
[The wind:]
Tell me what do you feel?
[Artan:]
Wind takes my body embracing me
Receive me into his hands
My heart shall arise, my spirit flies into real life
I
until_the_end
The demon awaits; he's laughing at Artan now
A red sword in hand, in the eyes a burning fire
[Bridge 1:]
Into the Hall of Darkness
The epic fight begins
The pure of
under_the_armor
See him shining red and gold, rocket boots to make him fly
To defend the innocents dedicates his life
Evil ones all around, till he crush 'em to the ground
An avenger made of
the_price_of_victory
[Artan:]
Take a look in my soul tonight: it's an empty space you'll find
Finally now I understand the last words Oracle said
[Bridge:]
What's the meaning of it all?Ăż
galadiel’_song
eridan_falls
"War!" is the word on all lips after a century of peace
Fires burnin' into the night, soon clouds will cover the sky
[Bridge 1:]
We stand together now to face the evil hordes
the_climb
Fingers turning red, cold freezing my breath
Never looking down only straight ahead
Winds are blowing all around
Get a grip or you'll fall down
Holding tight to the rock soldiers_of_death
Sparkling in the sun
Armed of steel and leather we are
Our red sign over the shield is symbol of death
Hate in the eyes, riding black horses... ready to strike!
Masters of
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