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The Script For My Requiem
Blind Guardian
Hallowed be the fatherland
god he knows
how long I'd been away
from here I did start for a search so
full of decease
I still hear my cryouts
from the old cellar's inside
Born in the days of medieval
my inner voice
is alway asking why
I came from nowhere
without a task, without a name
no fear of evil
fate, so god please lead me through
forgotten realms
in sunless rooms I'd sworn
mysterious dreams
I'll finish what I started, once
I'll find my holy grail
in the holy land
Ref.:
Returning of the miracles
the jester's tears
it's my own requiem
they are inside me
agony's the script for my requiem
Returning of the miracles
is the script already written
it's my own requiem
jester's tears I cry
yes, I cry
I went out of my mind
in desert lands
insanity's pawn
out of control
much too long I've been isolated
enclosed by the leader's spell
from my thoughts
bewildered to marc
as a glory knight
and I tried
Still I hear the scream of thousands:
"Crucify, crucify
Take it all
our gold, our home, our life,
but we didn't kill your Christ!!
Reach out for your holy grail
enslave us and make us
your god's sacrifice!!"
Ref.
Still I'm confused
if I was dreaming
I'd been another fool
too late I realized
I pay the price
Returning of the miracles
it's my own requiem
the jester's tears
they are inside me
Returning of the miracles
agony's the script for my requiem
it's my own requiem
is the script already written
jester's tears I cry
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14/04/2013 - 16:37
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