Traduction: Mystique. Fallen Angels.
love you with amazing grace [Chorus:] Fallen angels in the sky Why must all the soldiers die? I wanna know, I got to know Fallen angels in the sky Why
Spread your wings Flying over frozen mountains Crystal rivers and geizer fountains Drifting above China's Mystic Forest Float with the breeze and cross
s easy not to fall asleep 'Cause boys wanna know what makes men crawl what makes empires fall Wanna hear and see it all 'cos it seems to us a mystic
' kingdom The dwarves' western realms and the whole middle lands Cold mystic night - it falls on the plane On the grey mountains reigns now the shade Angels
' kingdom the dwarves' western realms and the whole middle lands COLD MYSTIC NIGHT - IT FALLS ON THE PLAIN ON THE GREY MOUNTAINS REIGNS NOW THE SHADE ANGELS
too far to call them right for him Rise... fly high and steal his soul... angels of stone... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI
that shouldn't be told One from an age told long ago From the deep down caverns and the bowels of the earth A rising evil with a mystic curse A fallen angel
Spread your wings, flyin over frozen mountains, crystal rivers, and geyser fountains, Driftin above China's mystic forests, float with the breeze across
black son in the ghetto section The light protect them from the iron weapon This is madness... [Chorus: Killah Priest] This is madness, this is madness... [Killah Priest] Mystic
wake me 'cos it's real She's my angel She's my angel She's my angel She's my angel She's my angel Angel She's my angel Angel..(fade out)
resort Don't heed the empty mindless call I don't feel hatred towards you This is my last remorse Here comes the ending Unite - in the mystic world Unite - in the mystic
through all eternity. Crown him the virgin's Son, the God incarnate born, whose arm those crimson trophies won which now His brow adorn; fruit of the mystic
hip hop, stop please, stop please, okay here we go Holding my raps, olden is golden and black Extolling virtues of rap with monkeys riding my back I see them falling
I hear him crowing faintly He thinks I'm just still sweet sixteen I guess I'll tease him gently Calling Madam Butterfly His angel plucked right from the sky Hide my baby in mystic
the waiters and mystics When you got faith in nothing, you just fantasize Look for a flame but you'd fall for a flicker In those angel faces and those
[Verse 1] To the angelic, seven can see through Relic illadelphia, right words of power Him who was holy, who holds the key That opens, no one can seal
