1. Intro/Rachmaninov Choir

Богородице Дево, радуйся,
Благодатная Марие.

2. Mediaeval Part

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3. Lost

Running away in the autumn rain
Did you ever see a little child sleeping?
"To be near them will my sorrow drain..."
Suddenly I stocked, their bodies weren't breathing anymore
And I couln't help!
They captured my heart with their sorrow... it grows

Due to the ones who fear
Dance in the morninglight
Due to the ones who fear
Slaves to this innocent might

Due to the ones who fear
Dance in the morninglight
Due to the ones who fear
Slaves to this innocent might

Carrying away the ones I love
Folden hands, they have been blessed
Now I feel angry 'bout the ones above
Just no warning, no sign
Hey, yes, I fear!
And I just really feel darkness inside
Lost without a chance to hide

Due to the ones who fear
Dance in the morninglight
Due to the ones who fear
Slaves to this innocent might

See me down
Down on the ground
Hoping that nobody hears
The sound of this falling tears

Endless bleeding
Hoping that nobody sees
What you did to me!
Endless weeping
Hoping that nobody hears
The sound of this falling tears

Endless mourning
hoping that nobody knows
This feeling below

4. Prophecy Fullfilled

Out beneath the nightly sky
Squat down on the ground
His breath warms up the wintry air
The truth hurts, that he found

He might be the chisen one
The one, allowed to see
God's eye for the human race
That ends in misery

Nobody knows...
That it is real, nobody knows... that it is real!

It's so powerful to foresee
With diving astronomy
The light inside the crystal soul
Protecs me from the wintry coldness
But a dark might is on the lead
And thy scares start to bleed... again...

5. Menuett

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6. Origin Of A Crystal Soul

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
As the one arrived selected to foresee somethinmg changed without a warning!
(Libera me domine de morte, aetema in die illa tremenda)

Es ward geboren in des Christengottes Zeit
Ein Bub so die Legende mit des Schopfer's Fahigkeit
Zu sehen, was sein wird, im verborgenen, unerkannt
Denn der mit dem Leumund des Ketzers wurd offentlich verbrannt

Die Hand, die geifend nach dem Schonen blutet von der Rose Dorn
Der Trieb der Menschen Habgier, bestraft durch Gottes Zorn
Er, der Spiegel eurer Seele, spurt die Trauer, Kummer, Gram
Er, der Trager dieses Namens: Michael de Notre Dame

7. Awakening The Centuries

In the books of what will be
Written by the demon lord?
Never lift your head up to the east
'cause darkness wakes the best!

Der Kerzen Schein
Er leuchtet fahl
Als das Sonnenlicht er stahl
Und nur das gro?e Himmelszelt
Bezeugt das Ende dieser Welt

So feed the spark
Welcome to the land of dark
Death in all the centuries is what I left behind
Take my hand
Forgotten in the promised land
Death in all the centuries is what I left behind

The knowledge, brought to the world
Is growing with a bitter taste
In a dream I saw things that will be
Centuries away

Des Mondes Schein
Er leuchtet fahl
Das Herz der Finsternis er stahl
Nun glei?end Lichte ihn umgibt
Und doch des Menschen Hoffnung siegt...?

So feed the spark
Welcome to the land of dark
Death in all the centuries is what I left behind
Take my hand Forgotten in the promised land
Death in all the centuries is what I left behind

The night when evil steps out of the dark
And the cross is rising again
And fires are keeping the light
Burn, my friend...

And the sign of humanity is burning tonight
I can't escape from this ritual silence
Humanity's burning tonight

When I open my eyes
I see soldiers in the fields
Dead bodies on the ground
There are children inbetween
Explosions shock the land
And the evil shows its face
The one called Hister rises
This is the fall of grace...

Beast ferocious from hunger will swim across rivers
The greater part of the region will be against the Hister
The great one will cause it to be dragged in an iron cage
When the German child will obcserve nothing

In the books of what will be
Written by the demon lord?
Never lift your head up to the east
'cause darkness wakes the best!

Der Kerzen Schein
Er leuchtet fahl
Als das Sonnenlicht er stahl
Und nur das gro?e Himmelszelt
Bezeugt das Ende dieser Welt

So feed the spark
Welcome to the land of dark
Death in all the centuries is what I left behind
Take my hand
Forgotten in the promised land
Death in all the centuries is what I left behind

The knowledge, brought to the world
Is growing with a bitter taste
In a dream I saw things that will be
Centuries away

So feed the spark
Welcome to the land of dark
Death in all the centuries is what I left behind
Take my hand
Forgotten in the promised land

Death in all the centuries is what I left behind

And the sign of humanity is burning tonight
I can't escape from this ritual silence
Humanity's burning tonight

8. Courante

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9. In A Fullmoon Procession

As the evining breaks
The night awakes
And the land is mournfully wrapped in silence
Sorrow last
And remains the past
cause this will be my ending day

Then the moonlight dies
And torches rise
See the crowd longing for the ritual burning
Holy rimes, as the churchbells chime
cause this will be my ending day

Silent thief
Take me away
Let my soul rest in the realm of fairytales
And as the fire enlightens the dark
I see the face bewildered with guilt
An nobody's speaking a word

And the dark night enters

See the soul that's coming out of darkness into light
Pictures, I can't fight
Appearing in front of my eyes
Like silhouettes in the night

Like they give bread to the beggars
They get ready for the feast
Cruelty absorbed by their eyes
Within this midwinters breeze Silent thief
Take me away
Let my soul rest in the realm of fairytales
And as the fire enlightens the dark
I see the face bewildered with guilt
An nobody's speaking a word

And the dark night enters
And the dark night enters

10. Final Victory

We are writing the year 1543 AD, the time the black plaque struck
Agen, here Michael Nostradamus lived with his wife and two children.
He confidently began to treat his felow citizens, but – unfortunately – was
not able to save his family from his old enemy...

The final victory
Has crushed the autumn silence
The vinal victory
Has crushed the autumn silence

Mortius, domine, lux perpetua luceat
Mortius, domine, lux perpetua luceat
Mortius, domine

Вижу свет в ночи туманной
Не прогнать мне призрак странный
Свет негаснущей свечи
Горит, горит в ночи

So God has found him weeping
And wrath flickered deep withing His eyes
So thy shalt suffer
As long ago the one's been crucified
The keeper of the Lord's mark
Is rising up with this ability
Heavenly damnation
So thou shalt trust the seer...

11. In A Pale Moon's Shadow

Hostem repellas eternus
Pacemque dones et protinus
Ductore sic de praevio
Vitemus omne noxium

Hostem repellas eternus
Pacemque dones et protinus
Ductore sic de praevio
Vitemus omne noxium

A sream deep in the night
As the firstborn awakes with the sign
A little dreamer... but are dreams always to define?

"Do not fear, my son! Awake the dragon inside
For he may guide you, being the worlds hidden eye
Through a dark time, when mankind is bleeding within
Oh little dreamer..."

Hostem repellas eternus
Pacemque dones et protinus
Ductore sic de praevio
Vitemus omne noxium

Analyzing the midnight sky
And in the early morninglight
He just feels the warming heart Beating in his head

To declare the reasen why
Should I survive this sadness
"God reality back in my mind" beating in his head

It's a very dark night
Nobody outside
Silence wraps up the land as suddenly:
Hoof beats destroy all sleep

And a wooden coach loaded with innocent ones
Accused and sentenced, their end has begun
And their eyes can't cover their fear... can't cover their fear

And he thinks he must be dreaming
Lifts up his head, sees the sky is gleaming
Heaven burns as red as blood

And all they have caught, they won't return
The sky reflects, from superstition they burn
When will they ever learn... They never return!

Ein drohendes Pochen in tiefschwarzer Nacht
In Traumen geseh'n und nun wahrgemacht
Die Diener der Kirche sind hier, sie zu holen
"Brennen sollst du mein Kind! – Der Herr hat's befohlen!"

Do not fear my son! Awake the dragon inside
For he may guide you, being the worlds hidden eye

Als am Pfahl sie brennt, nun schwarz ist ihr rotes Haar
Niemand mehr zweifelt, da? des Teufel's Weib sie war
Geschlagen, getreten, bespuckt und belacht
Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht

A scream deep in the night
As the firstborn awakes with the sign
A little dreamer... but are dreams always to define?

Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht
Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht
Ein Ende gemacht
Und wieder pocht es in tiefschwarzer Nacht...