mind - invading - tormentors They crucify - all those who rise before them Invading defilers! Many days of misery upon them Dark skies, clouds of pain
A dark cloud is rising on the horizon, the skies are glowing in fiery red, The North and the South, East and West, have sworn allegiance to the armies
It was a cold day in London Dark clouds rumbling Grabbed the yellow pages under the bed I noticed an ad, it said 'Indian summer', '10 days of wonder' '
to plead, forefathers, help me decide A jagged flash of light struck me in the eye I turned around and found that I was still alive Snakes rise high from the purple black sky The red cloud
the darkness, I'll be walking out! I'm gonna roll this stone away Let the light shine on my face and stand up on my faith Just like the sun rises every
Some swore, it's all just old man's fairy tales Beware, she's come to claim her glory Here comes the stormchild Behold, the heir of mother nature Dark clouds
smallest of serenities breach As he rides he wind being the ghost of gloom Running darkness all around A knife in her hand Fall, rising, screaming
Let my flamedoves rise Through the dark and gloomy clouds Born in skyclad dresses Floating through the starlit skies Taste my crystal feathers Forged
calling, ever falling Darkness in front of our eyes A darkened circle you've made As you leave darkness and I have to stay Ten Strings of darkness on
Here in a deadly maze, there is something hiding in the dark In clouded minds where hate and anger collide I spiral into a grand illusion in a world of
... the shadow of the moonlight... The forest of pleasures... the tree of wisdom... These skies of virtue... clouds of eternal suffering... This endless river is swallowing me with darkness
rising through the air Walking slowly crossing borders trying hard to hold the line I'll try I might spend my life in wonder with dark clouds above
We saw the cloud rise from here An ice cream van with it's music On goes round and round Out in the park children were playing Though it was dark the
the earth Hid under concrete and cruelty Credo quia impossibile est That the dead rise, rise, rise And in the blink, in the twink Of your eye, Santa Rita, I saw you dart, dark
Dark clouds and thunderstorms In the fires and flames we're born Through darkness, traveling on the night Hell fires and rain will fall Time is coming
from the great depths below Reaching out consuming all Horned beast of blackend hate No longer harbored Dark demons of apocalyptic deliverance Rising from this crimson sea of darkness
line As we spin in circles Walking a straight line As we spin in circles Walking a straight line As we spin in circles Walking a straight line Silence, dark