Warriors Of The Dark
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Текст, перевод и аккорды “Warriors Of The Dark”
- The wind is made of thunder The dark is made of dreams The wizards ride the hills tonight Doing battle with electric screams And against a spear of lightning A figure rides the stars His steed a dragon red and gold His weapon a black guitar My fingers played like hellfire As I played the killing chord The dragon screams and falls from sky As if pierced by magic sword But it's rider find a stabbing note Before they crash to flame I am caught in a mighty storm of devils in my brain Warriors of the dark [Repeat]
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