Freedom lies, without good heart. Find a way to stop? Or a way to end the mystic wand, the fair weather friend. Find a way to stop or a means to end

Torn my hopes. Let the battle commence. There is my honour, bound to rescue. Bound to rescue

The dawn he has no intellect. Any danger will with his sword protect. The tribal dance, a fight to the death, for our worst desires, make us blind to the rest

If to conquer we must, let the battle commence
There is my honour. Bound to rescue. Bound to rescue. Bound to rescue. Bound to rescue

All in fire. Bound to rescue. All in fire. Bound to rescue

God lives over the road (studio demo)

In domino spirito santé. Padre Sint Sankta. Here…

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