time marches on Take me now For all I am No matter what I've said Time marches on Take me now For all I am No matter what I've said Time marches on I
black and blue sky will the red sun rise? (Eyes glare from your enemy sights make me go blind) This is a war administer the pill (Keep fighting) Before the cell divides (Keep marching
head as the winter marches on Loud is the music, the sky is ringing Out of my head as the winter marches on And on, winter marches on
emperor (shackled to such woefully grim tidings), My spirit is borne upon the leathern wings of a great sorrow... CHAPTER 2: THE MARCH OF THE IMPERIUM
Vorg, The Empire's finest fighting force, the fame d and far-feared Legion of the Ebon Tiger, stood unopposed not five day's march from mighty Gul
to our generation? Life marches on Life marches on Life marches on, yeah, yeah Life marches on, yeah Life marches on Life marches on Life marches on Life marches
Aux marches du palais Aux marches du palais Y a une tant belle fille lonla, Y a une tant belle fille. Elle a tant d'amoureux Qu'elle ne sait lequel prendre
Un beau jour on reviendra aux marches des eglises pour chanter le Gloria comme Le temps des cerises Un beau jour va savoir quand sur le calendrier on
Vorg, The Empire's finest fighting force, the fame d and far-feared Legion of the Ebon Tiger, stood unopposed not five day's march from mighty Gul-Kothoth
Oneiro's domain Enter the nocturnal world Haunt of weary minds Revel in the fields of nightmare Dreams of the Carrion kind Monarch of the sleeping marches
and the rhythm The two and the throw The hypnotic prisms, never let me go Destination still unknown And the band marches on And the band marches on And the band marches
my head as the winter marches on Loud is the music the sky is ringing out of my head as the winter marches on And on winter marches on
surround us now But we can take hold They think since you've seen it once, yeah That you've seen it all........ Will you surrender? This good this that we had... As time marches
Il y a tout au long des marches de Provence Qui sentent, le matin, la mer et le Midi Des parfums de fenouil, melons et celeris Avec dans leur milieu,
Persone di passaggio che invidiano l'ostaggio che investe la casetta sua intelletuali seri lontani dagli umani trasmessi dai ripetitori sarai cosi sincera
Ogni volta e un'impresa se il mio autista si dimentica di fare benzina ogni volta e una sorpresa quanto l'aria possa essere tesa fuori la mattina gente
Hate is on the march Hence the kiss of death A few will get out alive to take another breath Freedom is on the rise in businesses all around The public