IRC-Galleria

We come from...
Over the dark horizon sky
With twisted tales of sacrifice
To imagine or believe all the glory of the free
Hunting all day an endless cry
The things I've seen I can't deny
Sinners, saints all mixed in one
The dawn of time has begun
Why can't you see what they're doing to me?
Is it fair that I'm dying in vain...?
Once in a land of sacrifice
Now only valleys of demise
Shadows of a pale blue moonlight,
Ride the waves of entity
Why can't you see what they're doing to thee?
Is it fair that you all die in vain?
Ride with the steel and the power of the sword
Stand up and fight now and forever more
Rise through the night sky with daylight's desire
To be free there must be black fire
Through the day and through the night
With dragons heart the warrior strikes
This is the day that they'll be known as my enemy
Why can't you see what they're doing
To what we believe in we rise through the pain
Ride with the steel and the power of the sword...
We come from distant lands we travel so far
Can you see the bleeding scar?
The prizes of life we fail to win
Cause we doubt the power within
Why can't you see what they're doing to
What we believe in we rise through the pain...
Ride with the steel and the power of the sword...

In a foreign field he lay

Lonely soldier, unknown grave
On his dying words he prays
Tell the world of Paschendale

Relive all that he's been through
Last communion of his soul
Rust your bullets with his tears
Let me tell you 'bout his years

Laying low in a blood filled trench
Kill tim 'til my very own death
On my face I can feel the falling rain
Never see my friends again

In the smoke, in the mud and lead
Smell the fear and the feeling of dread
Soon be time to go over the wall
Rapid fire and the end of us all

Whistles, shouts and more gun fire
Lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire
Battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb
Be reunited with my dead friends soon

Many soldiers eighteen years
Drown in mud, no more tears
Surely a war no-one can win
Killing time about to begin

Home, far away
From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away
But the war, no chance to live again

The bodies of ours and our foes
The sea of death it overflows
In no man's land, God only knows
Into jaws of death we go

Crucified as if on a cross
Allied troops they mourn their loss
German war propaganda machine
Such before has never been seen

Swear I heard the angels cry
Pray to god no more may die
So that people know the truth
Tell the tale of Paschendale

Cruelty has a human heart
Every man does play his part
Terror of the men we kill
The human heart is hungry still

I stand my ground for the very last time
Gun is ready as I stand in line
Nervous wait for the whistle to blow
Rush of blood and over we go

Blood is falling like the rain
Its crimson cloak unveils again
The sound of guns can't hide their shame
And so we die on Paschendale

Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire
Running straight at the cannon fire
Running blind as I hold my breath
Say a prayer symphony of death

As we charge the enemy lines
A burst of fire and we go down
I choke a cry but no-one hears
Fell the blood go down my throat

Home, far away
From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away
But the war, no chance to live again

See my spirit on the wind
Across the lines, beyond the hill
Friend and foe will meet again
Those who died at Paschendale

The faint blaze of the candle of my life,
slowly dying like a fire in a pouring rain.
No sparks of hope inside,
no shooting stars on my sky.
On broken wings, no flying hight...

Another night, another demise,
Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice...
I'll let the wind blow out the light
cuz its gets more painful every time i die.

Out of strenght to fight.
I cannot take another night.
I cannot take it no more.
Lust of light slips through my fingers
like blood on my arms.
Black candle wax has buried me...

Another night, another demise,
Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice...
I'll let the wind blow out the light
cuz its gets more painful every time i die

I see the candle light burning in your
eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames
On this pitch-black summer night...
of passion and pain

Chorus
The razor caressed my flesh and my arms turned red, I feel a vast desire
Years of pain are flowing down my arms. Sweet, red, warm stream you drink, make me released
Give me your hand, let me make you feel the ease, in the bed of razors we bleed together...

I feel the fire burning in my heart, I see it sparkling in your eyes
The blaze you're feeding more and more

Chorus
The razor caressed your flesh and your arms turned red. I feel your vast desire
Tearing pain is flowing down your arms. Sweet, red, warm stream I drink to make you released
Holding your arms, cherish this composure, in the bed of razors we sleep together, forever

(Harris)
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
So when you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand there's no turning back.

The Bugle sounds and the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
As I plunge on into certain death.

The horse he sweats with fear we break to run
The mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall.

We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We won't live to fight another day.

We get so close near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below.

And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I draw my parting groan

There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne
Got to get up for the coming attack.

Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Gotta get airborne before it's too late.

Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, fly to live, live to fly, Aces high.

Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let off a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round, and come in behind them
Move to their blindsides and firing again.

Bandits at 8 o'clock move in behind us
Ten ME-109's out of the sun
Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press down my guns.

Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, fly to live, live to fly, Aces high

We saw the writings on the wall
When heathens ruled above us all
Tormented. We still heard the call

You come to bring us down
Wield the scepter, steal the crown
Time on the trown is running out

Cause seasons change but we are still the same
Even though the cold winds blow
We`re burning like a flame

Hearts on fire. Hearts on fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts on fire. Hearts on fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts on fire. Hearts on fire
Burning, burning with desire
Burning for the steel

Hearts on fire

For years shunned by society
Outcasts. Condemned for our beliefs
Our legions grew in secrecy

And now, the time is here
I see the templars everywhere
The freedom call is drawing near

We hold our rebel banners up with pride
The coulor`s crimson
And the hammer is the sign

Hearts on fire. Hearts on fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts on fire. Hearts on fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts on fire. Hearts on fire
Burning, burning with desire
Burning for the steel

Solo

Hearts on fire. Hearts on fire....

Hearts on fire. Hearts on fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts on fire. Hearts on fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts on fire. Hearts on fire
Burning, burning with desire
Burning for the steel

Hearts on fire

A flash in the night, a journey through time
the Templars are back on the streets
Guarded by prowess and the will to survive
all led by the guiding light

Angels of mercy, guardians of time
Shackled and chained through the eternal flame
the hammer will slowly arise

Heeding The Call, one and for all
never surrender, with glory we´ll fall
Brothers unite, let´s stand up and fightfulfilling our fate, we
are Heeding The Call

One step ahead, revealing the past
united, together we stand
The call of the thunder, the sign to begin
this final crusade we will win

Angels of mercy, our journey must proceed
With hearts all filled up with chivalry
the lifeblood that we all need

Heeding The Call, one and for all
never surrender, with glory we´ll fall
Brothers unite, let´s stand up and fight
fulfilling our fate, we are Heeding The Call

Oh, oh, oh…

Heeding The Call, one and for all
never surrender, with glory we´ll fall
Brothers unite, let´s stand up and fight
fulfilling our fate, we are Heeding The Call