[Warlord cover] Deliver us from Evil this day Deliver us from Evil today Deliver us from all the wicked Deliver us from the woe Free, these chains
Now as we're flying across the sky Despair's dying as noone lies, winds let us go Storm, through we're chasing with mighty wings Deep salvation I feel
[Instrumental]
angel - evil undisguised Carry the light, you are playing with fire Burn - the west is where you shall dwell Take the shape and colour of your shadow and then the light
Don't matter, honey, if you are dead Most time you've already spent in bed Your search hast just reached my call The answer doesn't wait there at all
Trapped in a cage all their lives Death is salvation, the last spark of hope in their eyes White God created them all To perish for beauty and colours
your eternal The fire, show me your brightness Out there, here we stand In the darkness of the night Out there, each of us Is trying to hide away from light
Last cry, defeated now's my soul First lie had sealed the fate of mine I pray to whom it may concern A final tear, I leave the light Now you will pay
I never did before, they'll never know myself Can't feel like me I never lived before, how could they understand? Don't want to die You have seen me
they don't know A pair of evil eyes watch the disappearing moon And can't wait for the blood that soon will flow In darkness now there fades the light
the dark At first beam I could live again Not just shadows could touch Be as close as the dark Heed the voice in the wind And the first beam of light
howled at the moon That chilly autumn night And cold winds whispered through The scattered leaves When the first light from A late, yet crimson dawn
howled at the moon That chilly autumn night And cold winds whispered through The scattered leaves When the first light from A late, yet crimson dawn,
My desperation grows Bring me the light In the darkness that never ends The dawn will never come Punish my heaven We have arrived At the outermost
howled at the moon that chilly autumn night and cold winds whispered through the scattered leaves when the first light from a late, yet crimson dawn,
bloom in the dark At first beam I could live again Not just shadows could touch Be as close as the dark Heed the voice in the wind And the first beam of light
