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(na hudobný motív kolotoča, vo waleských lesoch známeho ako Carouselambra)

In front of second door the story has begun
the story not to be forgotten in time
Between the masters of freedom on the run
chained in the middle of the lie
Without love and flowers the road seemed to be found
and random barriers didn't seem to rise
But unknown side of faith left the world in space and time
and the flames of sorrow could have reached the sky.

Would you sing?

Like no other stands the beauty of crowned night
in which her twin turned out to be the sun
The mask is still hold before its grin
and tears are too grave to stop the run
The guile of happiness didn't last enough to bloom
Flimsy flower fell in deepest sink
Adrift pallid pieces of the prayer for the loom
without the lee of distant wing.

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Would you sing?

Fear in two parts that no one would believe in
failed to stop the pretty words
which could ruin the castles built on mighty clouds
Who should find the nature of the course?
Pirates of the heaven on their boats of misery
took away the dream and no one shouts
But who should have known that one eternal word
would reach the lowest ground of foolish mold?

Would you sing?

Is the angel still in shadow of the day?
Or is she unknown only to herself?
The words are quiet and only eyes can understand
how different is to cry on heartless shelf
But sometimes the first glance of unchallenged feel
rip the sadness off its holy heart
But the twin of night stays still in the armour of the heal
The frail life for second time to start

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Would you sing?

And as the time passed by the feel reached harmony
with fear that no one else would ever come
Sometimes the loneliness is the most only tee
but is it right to hind behind the sun?
Question of them that comes to mind seeks its place
beneath the right to understand
Story's never finished when it comes to grave the dream
and one's ready to take the angel's hand

Would you sing?

It is a long way to discover our sins
so righteous without words to describe
And there's a hope no hope will ever stay in
Time will tell us when to say goodbye
The twin of the night will always try to heal
and forget the word from distance and its aim
Heroes of the darkness didn't shout the heroe's name
The rest of time will always cry in shame.

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No one would sing!

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