Paroles: Wounded Kings (The). The Shadow Over Atlantis. The Swirling Mist.
The rising, the swirling.....mist
Forming halos around your head
Cold black fingers......reaching
Caress, caress of the dead
Eyes open wide
Searching for an answer
The rising tide
Eyes open wide
Searching for an answer
The Shadow Over Atlantis
Wounded Kings (The)
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