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    candlemass - epicus doomicus metallicus , son parça.

    --

    time stands still in these ancient halls
    only the castle itself can tell what it keeps
    dark are the secrets between these walls
    hidden in shadows of death, while the sorcerer sleeps

    where is the morning
    where is the sun
    thousand years of midnight
    the sunrise is gone
    an old man marked by a life so long

    is sleeping so sweet while his magic is growing so strong
    waiting still for new times to come
    a thousands years to see if he has won

    where is the morning
    where is the sun
    a thousand years of midnight

    the sunrise is gone
    i
    what has he done ?
    why is he sleeping so long ?
    he wants to live for evermore

    soon is he young
    n will he open his eyes ?
    when he is strong enough to rule

    back in our time goes the legend
    of a sorcerer so old
    he drank the blood of the virgin to be reborn
    soon a tyrant will conquer
    so spoke the wise
    of the day when the sorcerer will rise

    blood is his wine
    the sorcerer is cheating on time
    and he'll be stronger than before

    cursed be the sun
    the women will weep for his fun
    in the name of his magic so strong

    --
    a thousand years have gone
    armageddon hasn't come
    only the cry of a child echoes in the dark
    wards goes time
    as the stars are passing by
    and nothing remains of this foolish man except his fate
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