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* candlemass - epicus doomicus metallicus , son parça.







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time stands still in these ancient halls



only the castle itself can tell what it keeps



dark are the secrets between these walls



hidden in shadows of death, while the sorcerer sleeps







where is the morning



where is the sun



thousand years of midnight



the sunrise is gone



an old man marked by a life so long







is sleeping so sweet while his magic is growing so strong



waiting still for new times to come



a thousands years to see if he has won







where is the morning



where is the sun



a thousand years of midnight







the sunrise is gone



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what has he done ?



why is he sleeping so long ?



he wants to live for evermore







soon is he young



n will he open his eyes ?



when he is strong enough to rule







back in our time goes the legend



of a sorcerer so old



he drank the blood of the virgin to be reborn



soon a tyrant will conquer



so spoke the wise



of the day when the sorcerer will rise







blood is his wine



the sorcerer is cheating on time



and he'll be stronger than before







cursed be the sun



the women will weep for his fun



in the name of his magic so strong







--



a thousand years have gone



armageddon hasn't come



only the cry of a child echoes in the dark



wards goes time



as the stars are passing by



and nothing remains of this foolish man except his fate