I was raised from a broken seed, I grew up to be and unwanted weed.
Ever faster the time exceeds me, little harder again to remember...you.

Held a torch for you, when lightning stroke me, once again, hope I died for the last time.
Only one I have a thing greater than you, little light on the sky every night.

Morning dew on the field, where I met you.
I was frozen a year, couldn't get through.
Got a sign, not a scar, on my shoulder, I am not quite the man you take me for...

Fell in love with the weakness within me.
Tried to force me the Ring and own me.
Guess you found what you'd think would oblige me, little version of me to consume you...
I'd give my everything to you, follow you thru the garden of oblivion.
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never dare to ask me...

Do you really know me? I might be a God.
Show me that you care and have a cry.
How do you see me?... as the one?
Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding.
How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you.
When my pain is my pain and your is too...

On this deadwinter's night. Darkness becomes this child.
Bless this night with a tear. For I have none I fear...

Seven lifes of a man, passed before me.
Seven graves, one for every love I've had.
Only once I have broken my so called heart.
Only one made me see why they cry.

Will I learn how to be one of you someday?
Will I still feel the eyes that behold me.
Will I hear what you think, when you see me?
Will it tear me apart if you feel for me...

I 'd give my everything to you, follow you thru the garden of oblivion.
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never dare to ask me...

Do you really know me? I might be a God.
Show me that you care and have a cry.
How do you see me?... as the one?
Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding.
How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you.
When my pain is my pain and your is too...

Sonata Arctica 

Cooling breeze from a summer day

Hearing echoes from your heart

Learning how to recompose the words

Let time just fly



Joyfull sea gulls roaming on the shore

Not a single note would sound

Raise my head after I dry my face

Let time just fly



Recalling, retreating

Returning, retreaving

A small talk your missing

More clever but older now



A leader, a learner

A lawful beginer

A lodger of lunacy

So lucid in a jungle

A helper, a sinner

A scarecroow's agonizing smile



(And I) Ride the winds of a brand new day

High where mountain's stand

Found my hope and pride again

Rebirth of a man



Time to fly...

Angra 

Et voilà, déjà 4 ans depuis hier. Ahhhhh, l'Amouuuurrr...

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