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Candlemass Tales Of Creation

soon to come, and the air was crisp and cold Yet I felt warm I remembered my strange dreams and knew I had the strength and love in my heart to create

[I. Dance Of The Fay] [II. Magic / Entering The Tower] [III. Dance Of The Fay (Reprise)] [IV. Soulsflight] [V. Towards The Unknown] [VI. Choir Of Angels

My tears were flowing down to the ground a sad stream of silver is a mournin' man's gold And where the seeds of sorrow soon were found a flower of light

I know that my old life is ending very soon I'll lose my breath But raise up high or slow descending (is the question after death) Death is a forecourt

A shapeless form A mindless soul Senseless with no control Eyes so closed A heart that sleeps A memory, a thought that is gone I am born Still I'm no

Deep was my anguish for those words they froze my blood and chained my soul the master had spoken, the truth, not any lies The devil gives and evil takes

were living on A heart of light was found, it brought delight to my soul. My faith had made me whole... again In passion I saw the light a soul filled with harmony The creation

were living on A heart of light was found, it brought delight to my soul. My faith had made me whole... again In passion I saw the light a soul filled with harmony The creation