: Nobody can be back from that forgotten land The furthest one, the blac, Lonely and gloomy sand The bridge's narrow and thin The sentry waits patiently
: In the wood while elves their instruments play Sing about (a) place far away On the black hill when the dwarfs carve the stone Tell about the wizard
: You are a part of my life Since I met you for the first time In the sky, in the night I will love you till I die... The sweet door of the dreams is
: In the silence of the darkness Close your eyes and you think That the magic died long ago And all grayness was grown You will see it there Dancing
: There was (an) ancient age, of the warrior, of the sage In a remote time, when bards sang their epic rhymes There is a gloomy land, where no lord or
: Dark thoughts invade my mind The dancing is frenzy The monolith raises sinister A monotonous melody The madness is a torturing game Slow is killing
be a bird I would like to be a man When the fire runs withe me I will feel free again [chorus] Born in the dark Fighting with us There is no reason to
shadows Since those years, the age of deep pain When I hear the drums of battle Beats my heart, greedy for revenge Wait my queen, my wife of the dark
: Only with you I want to stay Flying across (the) space away I am feeling like a real king And beneath us is everything I haven't treasures nor estates
be a bird I would like to be a man When the fire runs withe me I will feel free again [chorus] Born in the dark Fighting with us There is no reason
You are a part of my life Since I met you for the first time In the sky, in the night I will love you till I die... The sweet door of the dreams is open
In the silence of the darkness Close your eyes and you think That the magic died long ago And all grayness was grown You will see it there Dancing in
Only with you I want to stay Flying across (the) space away I am feeling like a real king And beneath us is everything I haven't treasures nor estates
In the wood while elves their instruments play Sing about (a) place far away On the black hill when the dwarfs carve the stone Tell about the wizard'
Dark thoughts invade my mind The dancing is frenzy The monolith raises sinister A monotonous melody The madness is a torturing game Slow is killing me
There was (an) ancient age, of the warrior, of the sage In a remote time, when bards sang their epic rhymes There is a gloomy land, where no lord or
Nobody can be back from that forgotten land The furthest one, the blac, Lonely and gloomy sand The bridge's narrow and thin The sentry waits patiently
