When the clouds throw the moon into the shade
I am sullen
A new star will come from the space to us
I feel it deep in me
Our destiny is written in the sky
By the fire
And the ancient empires will fall.

I see again
The celestial bodies over me
They watch my w

When will you see the burning eyes?
When will you feel the power of fire?
Have you forgotten hurts and lies,
Bleeding for stately aim?
Never dies... Cry of insanity.

When will you know the fool and blind?
When will you wake the power of mountains?
Sick of your body,

Any day, any night, any season
Followin' year goes away
Solitude, pain in my heart
I've never seen before
Experience, all in my life
I'll never feel again

Follow me
Follow sign
Follow wish
And any way reach for the sky
Take all if you want
Until you

As down the glen one easter morn
To a city fair rode I
Their armed lines of marching men
In squadrons passed me by

No pipe did hum, no battle drum
Did sound its loud tattoo
But the angelus' bells o'er the liffey swells
Rang out in the foggy dew

Right proudly h

War inside... Spills blood from your veins
Voice of your deadly own
You fade like the portrait... That's bygone
You sip from the chalice of bane
Weakness poison your soul
The shine in your eyes... Burns low.

Hear my cryin' from outside
Don't believe in their lie

Morrighan will be forever
If she dies, she'll rise again
Like a poisoned soil
New life grows from her pain

Morrighan a womb of being
She's a cradle and my grave
Veiled in black
Fear, when she rave

See the shade of doom
See this is spirit of morrighan

Beings from outside are forever
Essence of knowledge
Archetype
An eternal fountain
Glowing amber
Delight
The gods still live in me
Feeling the roots in soil and heaven
I am aware of heritage
Alight from the thrones
Through the gate of the age

The god

See the dyin' sun in me
And winter closes the door
Silent voice will curse the day
When I was born...
Now comes the time to pay.

Last day in Cantlos
Black wind blows from the north
Night throws a day into the darkness.
Last day in Canlos
We will die with sun

Oh! the French are on the sea, says the Sean van Voght,
Oh! the French are on the sea, says the Sean van Voght,
The French are in the Bay, they'll be here at break of day,
And the Orange will decay, says the Sean van Voght,
And the Orange will decay, says the Sean van Voght

He sat alone upon a hill
The waves pulling at his side
He could feel the salt inside his veins
And could hear the storm arrive

He closed his eyes and saw her face
So plain the others had decried
Yet he'd felt the warmth she'd held within
And the beauty that lay insi

Begin this passage
Wake me from darkness
Enter to the being
Sharp light blinds me
Walking through the inner self to find the answer
Vision stay... Blind eyes can't corrupt my way!

The way of inspiration
My dream swallows me
I feel the power
Four winds call