turning pages Ancient days have long since know The prophecies a waiting Sacrifices long ago Set up the times are hasting [Chorus:] And we watch the endless night
There is an endless song, echoes in my soul I hear the music ring And though the storms may come, I am holding on To the rock I cling How can I keep
mission bells peeled From the tower at Saint Mary's Down to Reprobate Fields And I saw that the world Was all blessed and bright And Sally breathed softly In the majestic night
When I've died I've seen the light Shining through the endless night I've seen the flames, chain on my neck I don't want this. I'm flying back Way of saint
the way you do Their sweetest dreams have always been denied Lock the past into a box and throw away the key And leave behind those days of endless night
[Music: Jarmo KylmA¤nen, Lyrics: Juha KylmA¤nen] The only hope in this endless night Is to follow you through the shadows of the deepest blue, away from
land The mission bells peeled From the tower at Saint Mary's Down to Reprobate Fields And I saw the world All blessed and bright And Henry breathed softly In the majestic night
mission bells peeled From the tower at saint mary's Down to reprobate fields And I saw that the world Was all blessed and bright And sally breathed softly In the majestic night
Breeding the plague nocturnal revence Whirl winds of doom entomb the earth Banished saints confined to rupture As the ancient conjuration Evokes the eternal night
of sacrifice To imagine or believe all the glory of the free Hunting all day an endless cry The things I've seen I can't deny Sinners, saints all mixed
an endless night And its time to let go Let the light shine You are gonna shine For me For me Everything you are. Everywhere you've been. The sinner, and the saint
to put you down Bad stories in the clubs at night, scrap metal in a rusting town 'It's a mean old scene' BD7 and October evenings of endless rain The
will shine Saints and Gods will judged Killed and buried One day this empire will be discovered For the judgement of mankind Gnash of teeth and endless
sacrifice To imagine or believe all the glory of the free Hunting all day an endless cry The things I've seen I can't deny Sinners, saints all mixed
There is an endless song Echoes in my soul I hear the music ring And though the storms may come I am holding on To the rock I cling How can I keep from
sky The fairground is all shabby and silent Red sky at night Red sky at night Danger Christ is crying Christ's tears leaving His heart and night
