my search I'll live your dream now passed on to me And I now wait to shake the hand of fate Like the dusk awaiting dawn So wizards cast your spell With
their wings made the winds And from the winds came the seas And from the sea came the life of the earth Nature's cast upon the sea The winds of past
one can stand the avalanche The beast can be bargained but he can't be tamed Balance and equilibrium lost No one can hold me or alter my fate The die casts
that you are daytime thoughts on those streets through winter breezes freezing gusts of wind cutting razors to my years those bitter cold days cast your
play. Marigold, why didn't you come out today, we promised to play fair. You were already there. You were ready to cast our fate to the wind, to try your
mind, now his will is hers. "The earth shall fall. The eternal curse is cast on the sands they walk. Now you must use your power. Show the human race
, I don't wanna know 'em I don't trust them fuckers as far as I can throw 'em Cast your fate to the winds say I Wanna buy a drink for an American? Wanna
fast behind you Lay the past in the wind to spinAnd your fate will sail beyond the open plains Sail with angels onward Live or die for the chosen one said Saber sights cast
have not been told on Judgement Day Bloddy fate and you can't say wait Could you imagine seeing life end and I mean your life just flashing Poof, gonna
the drawings on the dungeon wall, from which she can clearly read what the villain Poebeldorf has schemed. She does not hesitate to cast the accusation
the wind that fills enchanted sails, and drives you to your destiny as silent sirens wail. A sad lament for travellers held in the hand of fate, your
peaks From your head down to your toes, You are beautiful divine And there never is a moment That you are not on my mind Circumstance cast our fate Maybe
GODHEAD:] Die, fall on your Sword, fall on your knees Die like your Son nailed to his tree Die by my Hand, die by my Sword Right on this Site,
Unbowed Die, Fall On Your Sword, Fall On Your Knees Die Like Your Son Nailed To His Tree Die By My Hand, Die By My Sword Right On This Site, Vultures
into his golden armour. And yet it was not the life of the Royal Scion of Hyperborea which the fiend sought to take on that fateful eve, but rather that
wings made the winds. And from the winds came the seas. And from the sea came the life of the earth. Nature's cast upon the sea the winds of past, of
you have not been told on Judgement Day Bloddy fate and you can't say " Wait!" Could you imagine seeing life end and I mean your life just flashing Poof
