Marco Hietala & "Tarot" band - Wings of darkness

The skies are open, smell of a danger in the air
we ride the northwind over the mountains without a care
adventures calling beyond the faraway stars

The battles has been won, falling enemys ships on fire
diving through the void, the wings are spread to take us higher
No place to call home in underworld or sky
living on the edge, looking danger into the eye

Flying towards the stars so bright
straight into the heart of the night
wings of darkness carrying the spirits of us

The skies are open for atomic vikings to roam
and when the quest is ended, Valhalla will them be our home
No place is safe from us in underworld or sky
living on the edge, looking danger into the eye

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Redeem me into childhood
Show me myself without the shell
Like the advent of May
I`ll be there when you say
Time to never hold our love...

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