in your arms As the winds rushed through the trees You are my child You make my lifetime big and bright You are my child You came like the winds of March
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me in your arms As the winds rushed through the trees You are my child You make my lifetime big and bright You are my child You came like the winds of March
the world that I hunger Is just beyond the bend I believe that I will find you It's written on the wind I will find you Where the journey ends Love will
and dread A lot of weak are to weep and moan Only the strong will continue do you have it in you? Come we've got a journey to go And when the battle
Armageddon start get dread A lot of weak hear a weep and moan Only the Strong Will Continue Do you have it in you? Cause we've got a journey to go! And
Twilightful reaping winds Blowing soul's execution Etheral massacre - sacrifice beyond Perpetual fiery - slaughtering void Embrace the wanderer to be
never kneel. With a Fist Of Steel [Strophe 2:] Forever marching through the valleys, Forever marching through the fields. It's a holy journey of battleaxes
The memory grows dim, lost in the cruel, searing storm-winds. And now, at last... our quest is at an end. With the blessings of the elders we began our journey
's told, writin' nuttin' less than gold My journeys, I march through madness like atorneys Send you out on a gerdy talkin' 'bout yo' eternity Can't stand it, search for your wind
longer Journey to the stars They worship the sun Come down treasures And I like to see a smile On your lips as we meet On a journey to the stars
it would be) I want love to be a promise (I hoped it would be) I want love to make me die I want love to be a river I want love to be the wind I want
Moving step by step, Our obstacles are slowly crossed. Lyke bards we'll journey throught on our own roads. We'll follow our destiny. In time we'll confront
dark and dread A lot of weak are to weep and moan Only the strong will continue do you have it in you? Come we've got a journey to go And when the battle
