Sunday, 11 September 2011

WHERE THE EAGLES DARE. EVERYBODY IS WAITING TO SEE THE GHOSTS OF THE NAVIGATOR

REMENBERING TOMORROW, DIFERENT WORLD REVELATIONS.
ANOTHER LIFE RUN AT THE DIFERENT WORLD. NOW IT´S YOUR TURN, BE SILENT AND PRAY. CLOSE YOUR EYES, BREATH, FIND YOUR WAY. YOU SHOULD BE THE CHOSEN ONE.
THE TIME HAS COME, THE HEAVY STORM, WILL GUIDE YOU THROUGHT THE WIND AND RAIN.
... THEN GOD´S RIME CRY OUT, SHE FOLLOWS HIS SIGN, WITH A SERPENT´S KISS, AS THE EYE OF THE ROSE ON HER LIPS.
ISN´T IT STRANGE, I´VE NO REASON FOR A PLACE LIKE THIS, I WONDER WHY?
I WONDER HOW?
I´M HERE.
IS IT ME OR IS IT THE SHADOWS OF THE GHOSTS?
IS THIS A DREAM OR IT´S NOW?
IS THIS A VISION OR REALITY I SEE BEFORE MY EYES?
THE WALLS ARE COLD, WHAT AN EXTRAORDINARY DANCING DAY AT THE ANCIAN LAND.
I SEE THE TRUTH, I SEE THE LIES, SO KIND, THE SERPENT´S KISS, REBORN AGAIN AND AGAIN.
THE LONELYNESS OF THE LONG DISTANT RUNNER, NEVER EASY TO COMPREHEND, HE COULDN´T HEAR THOSE KISSES, THEY´RE WILD.
THE SERPENT FALLS ASLEEP, THOSE DREAMS BEGIN AGAIN, GETTING HIM TO TEMPTATION.
WOULD HE LIKE TO GET TOO FAR IN AND REACH IT?
IN WHICH SIDE SHE´S ON?
HE MIGHT SEE THE FUTURE, WHERE IT WILL END?
IN HEAVEN? 
IN HELL?
I´D LIKE TO THINK, I´D LIKE TO GET A CHANCE, WITH THE SEPENT´S SMILE.
THIS WILL BE THE GAME, THE SERPENT WILL REBORN AND REBORN AGAIN AND AGAIN.

HEATROW AIRPORT

QUEEN MARY II
THE TREASURES CHEST, IT´S EMPTY AND THE SHIP NEVER FOUND IT´S WAY.
THE REALITY, IT´S THAT THE PIRATE´S SPIRIT IS LOST IN SOME HOW.
IT´S LOST IN A DREAM OF MIRRORS.

RIDE IN THE SKY, EAGLES FLY FREE IN A MARCH OF TIME.

FLY BLUE BIRD FREE, IN THE THE BLUE SKY, CAUSE HERE ON EARTH THERE´S NO FREEDOM TO NO ONE.


IN SOME HOW, NO ONE HERE FOUND HIS WAY.
FREEDOM LOST IT´S TREASURE IN THE BLUE SKY RIDE, BUT THE DREAM SPIRIT STILL FLY, IN LIFE´S TIME MIRRORS.

THE EAGLES STILL RIDE IN THE TIME´S MIRRORS.
I SEE IT, I HEAR IT, EVERY SINGLE TIME I REMEMBER IT.

UNBELIEVER!'

The Fight For freedom
- THE DAY THAT NEVER COMES -

SAINT ANGER

UNBELIEVER!
IT CAN´T BE ALL COINCIDENCE, TOO MANY THINGS ARE EVIDENCES,
DEJÁ-VU!
COULD GOD BE WRONG!?
DEJA VU
When you see familiar faces,
But you don't remember where they're from,
Could you be wrong?
When you've been in particular places,
That you know you've never been before,
Can you be sure?
'Cause you know this has happened before,
And you know that this moment in time is for real,
And you know when you feel Deja vu.
Chorus:
Feel like I've been here before,
Feel like I've been here before.
Ever had a conversation,
That you realize you've had before,
Isn't it strange?
Have you ever talked to someone,
And you feel you know what's coming next?
It feels pre-arranged.
'Cause you know that you've heard it before,
And you feel that this moment in time is for real,
'Cause you know when you feel deja-vu.

PROPHECY
Now that I know that the right time has come

My prediction will surely be true
The impending disaster it looms
And the whole of the village is doomed
Why won't you listen to me
is it so hard to understand
That I am the real seventh son
Your life or death on me depends
Suffering and pain impending disaster
Souls crying the devil's laughter
Heard the cry of the seven whistlers
Lucifer smiles looks on and waits
I'll take your life in my hands
Your fate your fortune's in my visions
Heed what I say and you'll see
What will be
Please listen to me
Now that they see the disaster is done
Now they put all the blame unto me
They feel I brought on a curse
Don't they know that the torment
It stays with me knowing that I walk alone
Through the eyes of the future I see
They don't even know what fear is
Don't they know I'm the one who is cursed
Purgatory beckons souls lost forever
Life after death or heaven hereafter
Heard the call of the seven whistlers again
Now Lucifer laughs hell awaits
I had their lives in my hands
Their fate their fortunes in my visions
No one believed in my true prophecy
And now it's too late





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