Oh, you're my kingdom come So sit me on your throne A love so deep, nothing else like it Scars go deep, but they can't find it Flame so bright make the daylight look dark Cross my heart, that I'll die for you Cross my heart, that I'll always keep you

I’ll be flicking stones at your window I’ll be waiting outside 'til you’re ready to go Won’t you come down? Come away with me I’ll be waiting, waiting on a brand new day Just think of all the places we could be Think of all the places we could be Well

Maybe I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. Black night is not right, I don't feel so bright, I don't care to sit tight. I don't need a dark tree, I don't want a rough sea, I can't feel, I

In the night You know i want your touch of evil Please set me free I can't resist a touch of evil I'm so afraid But i still feed the flame A dark angel of sin Preying deep from within

Leave me be A snowy owl above the haunted waters Poet of ancient gods Cries to tell the never ending story Prophecy of becoming floods An aura of mystery surrounds her The lady in brightest white Soon the incarnate shall be born The Creator of the Night

Deep river woman Lord I'm coming home to you Lord I know she's waiting Just anticipating all my love I spent a night in L.A. Just another chance to see you Just you and I Wanted you to know That my playing days are over

(Sista soul) You must be my soul sista, soul sista, you my You must be my soul sista, soul sista, hey sis La da, da, da It's all in her eyes, you and me Words just disguise all the things that you need What is deep, it's deeper than skin So Lord only

For the glory of Hellas Coat of arms reading "Freedom or death" Blood of king Leonidas Call to arms, banners fly in the wind At dawn envoy arrives, morning of October 28th "No day" proven by deed Descendants of Sparta, Athens and Crete Look north, ready

Death walking terror Slow mental torture Psychic tormentor I m the black thoughts of the night Deep in the darkness of your mind Shrouded in shadow, the mental torture In the realm of death waling terror Stalking the closest to the edge Imposition of

magnifiquement nous sommes tous un peu trop fragiles à regarder tomber la nuit sur le vert-de-gris de nos villes avec nos amours sous la pluie dans cette grisaille silencieuse où les regards de nos déesses deviennent des ombres orageuses