The will of the one Through the dark age And into the storm And we are following The will of the one Through the dark age And into the storm Lord, I
will of the one Through the dark age And into the storm And we are following The will of the one Through the dark age And into the storm Lord I'm mean
Traduction: Blind Guardian. Into The Storm.
The will of the one Through the dark age And into the storm And we are following The will of the one Through the dark age And into the storm Lord I'm
really cold out here. Come up close to me you'll soon be warm. Hold me tightly like we're sheltering from a storm. MOUSE: Think I might go out for a stroll Into
which truly isn't mine Look into my eyes Infernal passion pends Let my song of creation commence [Part II Creation] [Lady Sophia:] A scorching earth a blinding
once reached out A war to win But I'm gonna burn this vision down Call me the father of lies Just watch these saddened creatures They've turned you into
digits off the stalls of rest stops I'm sick on the microphone like smallpox Wild-eyed babies go crazy when I rock Blind old ladies into diabetic shock
you 'cos it's really cold out here Come up close to me you'll soon be warm Hold me tightly like the shelter from a storm Think I might go out for a stroll Into
smack it back into reality That's what you get for thinking until I left that? stinking You didn't know that I was peeping Your whole scenario tipped the guards
Creatures of the night, welcome to the light Blinded by the glow of this holy sight Guardian of history, weather the storm Into the battle, go it alone
when bad die were cast We were cast down to die A steeple of needles thrust into our eyes So scholars might say we were blinded by pride Like the sin
here The guardian angels they're calling my name An astral dream in the sky? They're dancing at the carnival of souls They dance into the light into