A Symphony Of Steele Take Me Where The Thunder Walks, A Symphony Of Steele Take Me Where The Falcon Flies, A Symphony Of Steele A Symphony Of Steele A
protect my beauty velvet skin so pure and white hear my name resounding like a hymn at dead of night once I struck a servant she's a virgin free from
Under a serene sky Earth covers your gentle form in verdant fields Soul is reft from bodies To my head I raise A wreath of white flowers And cry "Unhappiness
Gods of night, Gods of death I release thee Now from bondage Go forth upon my quest Gods of night, Gods of death I release thee Now from bondage Go forth
witness in this night First hymnes are heard the invocation starts with love they call lord's presence is the harvest The sacrifice is done a innocent virgin
Beneath the rolling for hate ignites their eyes From their graves the dead rise to answer Nammtar's call On a twisted cross the virgin corpse hangs They
ice My love for her will never die ...never die!!! Setting sails for the shores beyond On a mission to seek my kingdom On a shore so pure and virginal
Health food fagot with a bartered bride Likes to comb his hair with a dipper ride Once had a friend with a cloven foot Once he called the tune in a chequered
Health-food fagot with a bartered bride Likes to comb his hair with a dipper ride Once had a friend with a cloven foot Once he called the tune in a chequered
eyes And he is on a horse a horse a horse With a train of smoke behind its hooves And I must say from my depths I have seen a story emerge from a cloud
[based on a forthcomming novel by Tarek "MS" Maghary] [Verse 1] A bloodred moon, a landscape black and grey. A rotting graveyard, bones are on it's ways
music brought forth by the wolves hymn Sumptuous feast of pale virgins Nudes under the gleam of the Silverorb In a foggy glade of a dim mounful forest
courts of everlasting day, And chose with us a darksome house of mortal clay. III Say Heav'nly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein Afford a present to the
eldritch truths, elder ill omen Elizabeth came to life again} And under lacerations of dawn She returned like a flame unto a deathshead With a promise
Intro: A hymn to the nightly (Preserve, preserve) Preserve me from the rays of dawn. I only feast at night. My sharp claws taste the flesh. I am the angel
