: You've come to save the world? What do you believe? What do you believe? So you've been chosen: By your eyes, By your hands, By the choices that you
You've come to save the world? What do you believe? What do you believe? So you've been chosen: By your eyes, By your hands, By the choices that you
Before the storm Before the shadows will swallow the sun One last glance and I'll be gone One last song upon my sword Before the war, Before this vision
son glaive Dans l'attente que la genese d'un rayon se manifeste Abd-El-Hakem a toujours le regard dirige vers l'Est Vient le chaos puis le calme puis
then shoots us down we need some protection from this soul infection help us save ourselves before we drown fight on fight on i cant release myself calm
My anguished soul doth strain On taut and twisted reins Yet, insatiate I still remain Like a proud, unfalled star That dares thee from afar To calm my
: gentle storm / thundering silence inferior force / uncontrolled calm vital unlike / logic/chaos/logic the tone of which his birth ascend the beat
: [Music: Abbath/Horgh] [Lyrics: Demonaz] Aeons ago the legends tell we rode onward Led astray by the northern chaos gods Calm before the storm we came
much bigger than this Dark star spend another day with me A dead surface that doesn't reflect The storm underneath Take the chance Bring me the calm ...
: The wind gathers the clouds in the sky empyrean cracks and roars the calm before the storm grows now to thunder's song gone are the singing birds,
And with amazing grace Restored my pride. Pretty amazing grace is how you saved me And with amazing grace, reclaimed my heart Love in the midst of chaos Calm
upon all peace A turning of the tide again Turmoil rising Unleash the boiling chaos Once veiled by mists of lies Turmoil slowly kills the calm Uncertain
the surface blood runs cooler than you flow she is hiding smiles behind whispers and tears chaos reaches higher ground Ambersunshower : Chaos, chaos, chaos
a system rotten to the core - to the core High tech surveilence paranoia and violence Keeping the city at a calm - at a calm Two-fifty dead the tribune