Album by Dark Moor
Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Dark Moor, Born in a sorry cot, left on the stairs of
By Dark Moor, I see the eyes of the darkness, beyond the fire Where
By Dark Moor, A unique love rose from a unique hate Two lovers were
By Dark Moor, I was born in france, called the "Maid of Orleans" Led
By Dark Moor, Play the drums of heaven, flee from here to a
By Dark Moor, Quest for the eternal fame Which gets the men immortal Glory for
By Dark Moor, Along the river of fantasy we´ll get to a place Which
By Dark Moor, Through the old valley of golden trees In the land of
By Dark Moor, Instrumental
By Dark Moor, Lowering clouds in the sky aglow Darken my shield of victory Is