make a choice, can't you hear His voice calling? No more living like it's fine No more wasting all your time, no time Said your life is all a lie, yeah
the sunnybright sands of her diamond deserts And all around me a voice came singing singing This land was made for you and me This land is your land This land is
dusk 'til dawn If a new day's coming It's a new day from now on We live in times Where choice is frowned upon Afraid to even raise Our voice in song
the voices Then my friend you'll soon run out of choices What a pity it would be 'Cause you talk of freedom don't you see The only freedom that you'll
given you the key, so you'll unlock the door We're looking through your eyes to another day You bring a change of season, something to believe in Now our destiny is
I?ll restore freedom I?ll carve away the worries in your heart Your heart is missed, I?m a mess What happened to second chance This is now, this is
the wild wind blows The deserts are shiftin' And the seed will grow In the sands of time From the darkest night A new day is dawning It's a long long
crew, with the magic steel Vision of hell in the earth Lost crusade, the ocean is the grave Evil pirates [4 times] Your honor is the key, Dragon Heart
nowhere. Don't see an end: eternal wastelands. And I hear the voice, the voice, the voice, the voice... Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah... Never been a fighter, never been a
my search for freedom and peace of mind I've left the memories behind Wanna start a new life but it seems to be rather absurd When I know the truth is
s in question High time It's more the freedom of expression Change is comin' Mind police are comin' We're on the move The old world is crumblin' A new
sitting ducks (river of blood) On this river of blood, On this river of Safe to stay, streams of red and grey, It happens once in a while A freedom chase
out on the prairie and up in the high Rral they hear a voice it says: good evening this is captain midnight speaking and I've got a song for you goes
true love shows it's face To meditate upon the lesser things like hair and nails To find new meaning in your freedom when your freedom kills To walk
person is addicted 'top some twisted supplier Who promotes the sort of freedom Sold to the highest buyer We demand a truth naturally At one with the land Not a
today See I've been looking for some guidance but the voice on the phone ain't got a damn thing to say And a little too easy seems just a little too
Inside my freedom I'm slaved By those tastes of lust and evil I cannot escape I ever hear a voice A voice that is my sign Sex, drinks & metal The destiny
kin survives This is a war of attrition Bring it on. Bring it on. Bring it on This is a war of Attrition No...We are the voice of tomorrow No...to lies