quinta-feira, 12 de março de 2009


Make me a believer
Make me an acolyte
Build palaces of our own
In a wave of your hand

And I’ll follow you

But if you can’t
Hold me on
And sing with me.

We’ll Sing the songs of sorrow
We’ll Sing forgotten lores
Our songs will control
Turning tides of time
Let’s take part
In ancient secrets
Let’s partake and
Scream trough the night

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