Translation: Horslips. The Silver Spear.
4th of November, scorpion poison forever preserved in viles of pirates a spiral staircase trance Feel the web get tighter as the spider's enliven The Silver
gaspin' I clash with the Titans from my half on the action I stop producers careers, the weak spot was their ears Scorpion darts hits their mark, pierce their heart with silver spears
and the sun is blue, And all this is just for you. A handkerchief of silver to brush away your tear, A sword of finest leather to match your paper spear
your youthy aura's bright Expell your tears and jungle fears I'm here it's going to be alright Then Scenescof screamed his charlatan hair Quick silvered
the council still commands. Hail the King, the soldiers march alone. Hail the King, the Devil guides the sword, that guides the hand. Steel blades and silver spears
The spear of the age in your side? Lost in the rages of fragrance Lost in the rags of remorse Lost in the waves of the sickness That loosens the high silver
hypnotize and defy sex starved lonely gods I'm the woman clothed with the sun, the moon beneath my feet I'm the silver spear of Athena, the tongue of
Believing the daemon is chokin' Chaos, rivalry, betrayal and despair The mad girl, the raven, enthroned as a ghost Gathering golden Torcs and the "spear
of the storm and the kingdom belongs to me the time has come, your time, my father this is my fate to raise my hand against the silver temples that
she colored the Sun And she named it Hyperion And she made it a day of light and healing The second was silver And she colored the Moon And she named
to hate. Hallstatt An Salaan An Bas [Pre-Avouchment of Parable:] The young ones of Hallstatt, and the sky Silver-ilked spears have been whetted Vast
myself, I adroitly scream!" "WE WILL ARRIVE AT THE STONE OF DESTINY." (Tara) "WE WILL REACH THE PERDITION OF IBID." (Cythr¡ul) INVINCIBLE: we are to their spears
Demon eyes spread fear and pain Throughout the minds of those too sane To realize this is no game, Drinking the lies in Heaven's name. Chorus Spear of
Demons eyes spread fear in pain Throughout the minds of those too sane To realize this is no game, Drinking the lies in Heaven's name. Spear of tin,
. "Thus spake the silent halls of Valusia..." Curses borne on vampyre tongues, Elder-fiends, o' nameless ones, Torches glow in silver cressets, In the
, I saw an angel bright A halo on his brow His golden sword lay in its sheath Beneath his silver shroud" "I cry thee not" , he cried aloud "Though your deeds like spears
. 'thus spake the silent halls of valusia...' Curses borne on vampyre tongues, Elder-fiends, o' nameless ones, Torches glow in silver cressets, In the
