Crimson Glory - Transcedence

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The snow was gently falling\nA white mist filled the air\nI hear the cold wind calling\nSomething’s waiting there\nI stand alone in silenceUpon the mountain high\nI’m waiting for the spirits\nEyes upon the sky\nThey whisper in my visionsThey haunt me in my dreams\nThey’ve shown me worlds that shimmer\nAnd peaceful fields of green\nTry to find your sky\nYour world within yourself\nIn death I’ve found the answerIn death I live again\nFear not the reaper’s blade\nIt does not mean the end\nIt does not mean the end\nIt does not mean the end, no\nIt never really ends\nTranscendence Sözleri, AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır.