Idioma Origen:
Dark signs of evil
float in the skyline
feels like a storm is getting closer
Two grey smoky clouds arise
inside your black eyes
day after day and still you wonder
How to overcome it all and never lose the hope...
Master of darkness
brewed up a potion
over eternal flame that's burning high
You taste of the beverage
and dance all the night long
but like everyday, there comes a sunrise...
To overcome it all and never lose the hope
heading for tomorrow
a break along the walk
to raise your head and go on...
Hear the call of a distant thunder
there's a voice in the sky
evening falls weighing on your shoulders
like your feelings inside...
Idioma Destino:
Dark signs of evil
float in the skyline
feels like a storm is getting closer
Two grey smoky clouds arise
inside your black eyes
day after day and still you wonder
How to overcome it all and never lose the hope...
Master of darkness
brewed up a potion
over eternal flame that's burning high
You taste of the beverage
and dance all the night long
but like everyday, there comes a sunrise...
To overcome it all and never lose the hope
heading for tomorrow
a break along the walk
to raise your head and go on...
Hear the call of a distant thunder
there's a voice in the sky
evening falls weighing on your shoulders
like your feelings inside...