As dawn is weaving between fallen autumn leaves
The poor ones gather under naked trees
Asking how to survive, 'cause the winter breaks
And medieval coldness now from a deep sleep awakes
Libera me domine de morte, aetema in die illa tremenda
It's December, 14th 1503, as the ones above stop their mourning
Denn der mit dem Leumund des Ketzers würd öffentlich verbrannt
Die Hand, die - geifend nach dem Schönen - blutet von der Rose Dorn
Der Trieb der Menschen Habgier, bestraft durch Gottes Zorn
Er, der Spiegel eurer Seele, spürt die Trauer, Kummer, Gram
Er, der Träger dieses Namens: Michael de Notre Dame
Nowadays they are called Progressive Wars So seen near ARABIA CROATIA and BOSNIA Politicians preach with t...
In the books of what will be Written by the demon lord Never lift your head up to the east cause d...
Tonto el que no entienda Cuenta una leyenda Que una hembra gitana Conjur a la luna hasta el amanecer Llor...
All inizio la morte Tremens facto sum ego Et timeo Dum discussio Venerit at que ventura ira Tremen...
We are writing the year 1543 AD the time the black plaque struck Agen here Michael Nostradamus lived wit...
Born through astral constellation Those pictures are now getting clearer Inside his head An...
My Son beware of all that your eyes cannot see Trust your mind And strenghten your abilities Did you ever ...
As the evening breaks The night awakes And the land is mournfully wrapped in silence Sorrow last...
Adesso sono qui An old dungeon hidden from all the light Thirteen candles enlighten the dark Shadows...
We are writing the year 1543 AD the time the black plaque struck Agen here Michael Nostradamus lived wi...
