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1. Dargor, Shadowlord of the dark mountains (Extended Version)
2. Guardians (Helloween Cover)
3. Where dragons fly

Not so far from the wide dragonland
Where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate
Dargor is marching with the poor Airin
There where dark has ruled forever for the demonknights

Fire´s rising to valleys of death
while shadows are rising from bloody hells
Fire´s riding to Hargor, the town
where evil and terror conquered the clouds

We sing to the wind the legend of the king
to spread out heart to the kingdom of dust
where heroes are lost, where now reigns the shadowlord

Carved in shadow is his magic throne
Kron disciple, not extreme at all
Gothic his kingdom, told by old jesters
Pride and terror live together in his stormy heart

Fire´s rising to valleys of death
while shadows are rising from bloody hells
Fire´s riding to Hargor, the town
where evil and terror conquered the clouds

We sing to the wind the legend of the king
to spread out heart to the kingdom of dust
where heroes are lost, where now reigns the shadowlord

Cry with me to fill the crystal sea
Cry for all the victims of these stones
Shed your tears to fill the silent fall
and wash in it your soul

Fire´s rising to valleys of death
while shadows are rising from bloody hells
Fire´s riding to Hargor, the town
where evil and terror conquered the clouds

We sing to the wind the legend of the king
to spread out heart to the kingdom of dust
where heroes are lost, where now reigns the shadowlord

Nach oben

We´re living in our units
and one thing we can do is
work for a life without a fate
We don´t pay any taxes
but the state is the axes
of our minds without love without hate

We have a higher order
No one needs to be a hoarder
Our society is such a glorious thing
In our centers we can dream of
anything you never think of
You can´t say we are puppets on a string

Our minds are kept so clean
Checked up on a screen
They´re holy men, they´re saints
Without them we might all fail

We don´t know war and crime
Things of ancient times
We just see it if we put on video
The blue pass is for my life
and the red one's for my wife
It´s the only thing we really need to show

There are still some without rules
but I tell you, they´re all fools
The Guardians will find them as we´ve seen
We got banks where we freeze them
They get new brains screwed in then
and act contrarily to what they have been

With new minds made so clean
Checked up on a screen
They will be the saints
Without them we might all fail

Guardians of our lives
protect security
They turn the key and they step in
controlling you and me
Guardians of our lives
Take care eternally

Puppets on a string!

Nach oben

The way is long, time is too short
This little footpath seems never to end
Green are the trees, musk on the stones
How it looks strange, this mystical world

Sweet smelling rose, what do you hide?
Behind your innocence, red like my blood

Hungry for victory, hungry for love
Love for the earth that made her son
Strong and invincible, serving my cry
Go now and ride there where dragons fly

The rocks appear in front of me
when the first shadows pretude to dark
Near is your end, wild holy path
Open my eyes to what the sun hides

Beloved mountain, what do you hide?
Where does your river flow, I want to know

Hungry for victory, hungry for love
Love for the earth that made her son
Strong and invincible, serving my cry
Go now and ride there where dragons fly

Nach oben

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