storm Away, I find what is real Away from the eye of the storm Away, I find what is real in me Away from the eye of the storm Away, I find what is
me Take a chance They don't come much bigger than this Dark star spend another day with me A dead surface that doesn't reflect The storm underneath
Перевод: In Flames. Отражение Storm.
in me Take a chance They don't come much bigger than this Dark star spend another day with me A dead surface that doesn't reflect The storm underneath
extermination now Poison in your veins, global genocide Slaughter governs law, the apocalypse begins Pain becomes the norm seeking homicide Beware the coming storm
siren thats calling out your name. And I can see your face reflected in the flame. And I get a funny feeling that the storm is coming down again, to
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it Yo, the apple stays rotten Stress rap, this applies to where we rest at NY City full with nothing but stressed cats That wanna test that flame of
du und ich' Wrap your fingers 'round my neck. You don't speak my dialect, But our images reflect. Drawn together by the flame, We are just the same: Embrace
helps you vanquish All the mortal's plagues Heart of storm - I feel... the force is clean again Heart of storm - deep inside of me Heart of storm -
das Licht Genau wie du und ich Wrap your fingers 'round my neck You don't speak my dialect But our images reflect Drawn together by the flame We
Striking over oceans of blood Over kingdom in fear they march The shadows rising from last sleep The darkside will arrive Storms of evil, thunder
round till dawn You're like the rain that soaked the barren earth I'm your desert bloom You are the sun, the flame that always burns I'm your reflecting
The flame of fury burns inside Exciter I am the children of the night The storm in you that kills the light Here I come Charging out through your skull My reflection
Mystic flames burn bright Around the oaken lord... Forgotten sorcery storms from the skies, From the golden hall of the ancient ones Forgotten sorcery storms
