Song Of The Swords

(álbum: The Chronicle Of The Black Sword - 1985)

A clash of steel, a blinding light
Is this the start of Chaos' fight?
We were born to be free
Not live in terror under tyranny

"Take up the sword and take up me"
The Chaos Lord's answer is to be
"Your path is chosen, you have no choice
Come join us now!" thus spake the voice

Paradise
Is this my paradise?
Paradise
Is this my paradise?
Paradise
Is this my paradise?
Paradise
Is this my paradise?
Paradise
Is this my paradise?
Paradise
Is this my paradise?

The cool brain tortured by neurotic fears
The man of ice melts in shameless tears
The journey onward, it never ends
When you're alone, with so few friends

Paradise
Is this my paradise?
Paradise
Is this my paradise?
Paradise
Is this my paradise?
Paradise
Is this my paradise?
Paradise
Is this my paradise?
Paradise
Is this my paradise?