(music:SOTIRIS) When alliance has the value of a broken royal seal, heroic is the denial to bent to a flamboyant mighty siege. Falcons are their arrows
Far from all reality, lost in the furies of time a place of magic eternity where stories and tales never die landscapes of eternal light drowned in the
By a route obscure and lonely, haunted by ill angels only, where an Eidolon named "Night", on a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands
Cold and rapacious we rule it all The demon crushing your chest We watch your despair, your struggle of life We bet on who's coming best Increasing
Get on board, this train ain't going to stop Where I'm going, I don't know You know, you know, you know Wheels on fire, wings of decent desire Punch your
I can't believe that it's so cold As gentle tides go rolling by, Along the salt sea strand The colours blend and roll as one Together in the sand.
Get on board, this train ain't going to stop. Where it's going, I don't know. You know, you know, you know. Wheels on fire, fields of decent desire. Punch
Thou, dweller of the nightsky whose voice is thunder and storm, thy allies are chaos and glory, thy realm is darkness adorn Thou, slayer of apophis who
Victims that were sentenced to the cruel caress of the Flames of Redemption... Humiliation and tears that looked for justification in the most absurd
He sought cover on that rainy Sunday night Where no-man had sat his foot for a long, long time A lonesome chapel on a desolate moor shortly after he slept
Traducción: Sandy, Denny. Alegria tranqüila de uma Irmandade.
Traducción: Left Banke. A Irmandade.
Traducción: Canalha. Irmandade da Estrela da Manhã.
Traducción: Hinos nacionais. D Irmandade Itália (Italien).
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