Part I Dark are the secrets between these walls Time stands still in these ancient halls Only the castle itself can tell what it keeps 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 a thousands years to see if he has won Waiting still for new times to come Where is the morning where is the sun A thousand years of midnight the sunrise is gonePart II What has he done ? Why is he sleeping so long ? He wants to live for evermore Soon is he young When will he open his eyes ? Back in our time goes the legend of a sorcerer so old When he is strong enough to rule Soon a tyrant will conquer He drank the blood of the virgin to be reborn So spoke the wise of the day when the sorcerer will rise Blood is his wine The sorcerer is cheating on time Cursed be the sun In the name of his magic so strong the women will weep for his fun and he'll be stronger than beforePart III A thousand years have gone Armageddon hasn't come Only the cry of a child echoes in the dark and nothing remains of this foolishman except his fate Backwards goes time as the stars are passing by.
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