Vivos voco, mortuos plango Fulgura frango, oho-oho-oho Vivos voco, mortuos plango Fulgura frango, oho-oho-oho Do you believe in heaven Deliverance and
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Lost at sea, no homelands Rain comes down, night close at hand Mariners, unsaved souls Caught between hull, spars, and bolts Due south or north, east
Romeo and Juliet A love affair to wake the dead Prince charming with a mandolin So beautiful, a perfect scene Once upon, nowadays The turn of time knows
Summer spells passed by Winter spreading out No matter how I try I fail Without a ray of hope Warmth turning to cold I have to cope with this great loss
With my own eyes I saw the purity lie bleeding With my bare hands I touched the innocence itself Since darkness falls The threatening shadows keep on
Have you heard of that old magic place Where everything is like made of dust and stone Once you have entered you cannot escape Terra deserta will thrill
see how it flies Only one thing gives me doubts Phantom striker, shadow of the Red Baron Heightbound hiker dying all alone Shadow of the Red Baron Shadow of the Red Baron
Impulses swirl downward Give birth to speculation Dark matter, transforming Becomes determination Time and history was never meant to be After the bang
Time to say goodbye Time for letting go All the tears I cry Cannot bring you back Depression comes slowly Aware of thoughts unholy Salvation, I pray
Cthulhu, unnatural Prodigious claws attacking Belial, chimeras That shall not bridge abysses Amorphous confusion Absurdly grotesque angles Colossal and