to perceive all that you want To assume from ignorance Inflicting wounds with your cross-turned dagger [Chorus:] Inside crystal mountain Evil takes its form Inside crystal mountain
to perceive All that you want To assume from ignorance Inflicting wounds with a cross-turned dagger Inside Crystal Mountain, evil takes its form Inside Crystal Mountain
Tradução: Muerte. Crystal Mountain.
perceive all that you want To assume from ignorance Inflicting wounds with your cross-turned dagger Inside crystal mountain Evil takes its form Inside crystal mountain
Make it crystal clear I get a little better each and every year It's called improvement Your style's a bowel movement I'm taking you back to mount CulMcClarin
: Everything went from bad to worse, money never changed a thing, Death kept followin', trackin' us down, at least I heard your bluebird sing. Now somebody
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
and cattle, now we battle Used to pass over Brooks of Qe'ron Towers of Lebanon, the pool of Gechron We used to sing songs, upon Mount Hebron How is gold
on movin' targets Infrared light at night on dark objects Harassin' citizens who hasn't been charged yet Would you order a flock of pelicans to jam their propellers On top see forfeit the death
not much to my liking The people standing on the rock Are innocent and they know not That the tide comes in Death rides it like a Viking The mountains
Everything went from bad to worse Money never changed a thing Death kept followin, trackin' us down At least I heard your bluebird sing Now somebody'
When death so swiftly has coveted The client from this plane A journey forged in ice has just begun A crystal line entombment preservation now awaits
beheld a lying warrior The birds were gathering around Stone faces had to shelter him She had to stop all the birds Chorus: Shadows covered mountains
[Music: Mikael Dahl o L:yrics: Andreas Gotesson] Way up north where the eagles sore, beneath a mountain, whitin its core There's a treasure, you've been
tear me awaya?¦ Not angels, nor demons, nor death, nor life, Not papers, nor stalemates, not the blood on the knife. Not the height of the mountain,
Domes of crystal, spires of light reach out Symbols of attainment once aspired A quest for knowledge fuelled by love of peace People never burned by fired
