The fountain sprays blood this night
Our blades have sung a
Black death on the water
Black death in the air
Black
Drink the blood of the priest as it flows from
The fall of the curtain
Brings a tear to my eye
The
Looking for answers
Searching to find
Is it more than a nightmare
Or
[Lyrics by Jean Schumacher]
Sound and Fury
Smoke and flames
How can all
I know
You know
We know
That it's time to rock n'
Into battle
Into battle we ride
Throught the dark forest
With halberd
I watched for you by the Eastern gate
Till the bloody
Blackness is my music
Dark silver my guitar
Starlight feeds my power
Of
Chill and grim, the coming dawn
Seems a century away
For mist
In your eyes you've clearly seen
A shadow of what
time may
Young man full of power
Sparkle in his eyes
Rock n' roll
It starts with the evil
In all of the good
Doing good
There's more to the story
We hope that you listen
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