soon to come, and the air was crisp and cold Yet I felt warm I remembered my strange dreams and knew I had the strength and love in my heart to create
dreams were living on A heart of light was found, it brought delight to my soul. My faith had made me whole... again In passion I saw the light a soul filled with harmony The creation
[I. Dance Of The Fay] [II. Magic / Entering The Tower] [III. Dance Of The Fay (Reprise)] [IV. Soulsflight] [V. Towards The Unknown] [VI. Choir Of Angels
A black star fell down the night I was reborn a last chance to save us, a last chance to turn dusk to dawn The vultures they cried out their welcome
My tears were flowing down to the ground a sad stream of silver is a mournin' man's gold And where the seeds of sorrow soon were found a flower of light
Here I am In this strange world A different universe Nowhere in time I'm captured in my dreams On this lonely journey To find the morning light To be
I know that my old life is ending very soon I'll lose my breath But raise up high or slow descending (is the question after death) Death is a forecourt
"North is cold, summer is late South is sorrow, surrounded by hate West is far, a dream you are creating East is here, and your fate is awaiting"
A shapeless form A mindless soul Senseless with no control Eyes so closed A heart that sleeps A memory, a thought that is gone I am born Still I'm no
find" The words were spoken, I cried in my hands the bringer of wisdom, or the one who condemns Can I succeed where the mighty have failed and re-create
Deep was my anguish for those words they froze my blood and chained my soul the master had spoken, the truth, not any lies The devil gives and evil takes
were living on A heart of light was found, it brought delight to my soul. My faith had made me whole ...... again In passion I saw the light a soul filled with harmony The creation
were living on A heart of light was found, it brought delight to my soul. My faith had made me whole... again In passion I saw the light a soul filled with harmony The creation
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