(Micheal O'Hara, Sami McKinney & Alex Brown). . When I think about how much I'm loving you. No limitations, no set of regimented rules. I'm amazed how much this love has touched my life.
[ALTARUS:] Gaze deep into the mists with your spirit-eyes, Xerxes... look far,. and tell me what you see.. [XERXES:] I see a land far to the north... a vast empire of dark endless moors.
FOR A LITTLE WHILE. WE KNOW WHAT HEARTACHE IS AND WE FELL THE PAIN THE WORLD CAN SOMETIMES BRING.. FOR A LITTLE WHILE. WE CRY IN THE NIGHT. WITHOUT A SINGLE SONG TO SING..
Black stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon.... . Fen-witch revel in ancient spellcraft,. Beneath a horned and waning moon. Enchantress, heather-bride a' dreaming,.
(Gary Taylor). . Ah, many days it goes unspoken. But this desire never seems to go away. It's gonna take much more than hope to bring you close. I think I'll pray.
I hearken to the grisly murmer of nameless fiends,. Black jaws drooling blasphemy,. Beyond the witch-song, darkly sweet,. The wyrm-horn sounds cross Dagon's mere,.
Ellen Shipley/Rick Nowels. What have you done to me. I can't eat, I cannot sleep. And I'm not the same anymore. I don't know what to do. All of me wants all of you.
I was spawned deep beneath the Pre-Cambrian sea,. the scion of a far distant sun.... I have traversed the endless stars,. and journeyed to a myriad galaxies....
I won't be neglected. I won't be denied. The pleasure of your kisses. The pleasure of your smile. . I think you take for granted. I'll always be here.
In 2104, lithological excavations at the Fourth Mars Colony unearthed. an artifact of unknown, seemingly non-human origin; an icosahedron of. an unrecognized, non terrestrial metallic composition, inscribed with.
Who are you, wanderer?. I can't remember. The wolves are gathering. The stars are shifting. Come, join us in the hunt. . Who are you, wanderer?. I have the scent.
Legends etched into the ancient stone dolmens on the Dark Moors.... . THE ORACLE OF WAR:. The crows will pick your bones clean.... Never sweet the kiss of cold steel..
(Over The Moonless Depths Of Night-Dark Seas). . THE LOG OF THE NORTHERN MARINER:. The great serpent-prow of my ship, Wave-Render cleaves the nighted.
CHORUS:. . I LOVE GETTIN' SNAPCHATS ON A RAINY DAY (X3). . I'M SINGIN' IN THE RAIN. . I LOVE GETTIN' SNAPCHATS ON A RAINY DAY (X3). . I'M SINGIN' IN THE RAIN.
Verse 1:. . So I made it rain like reindeer,. Slidin' down the North Pole,. She gettin' coal,. She took Alaska Airlines and pissed my name in the snow. (UH-HUH).
(Sagas from the antediluvian Scrolls). . Black winds whispering 'cross the fens,. In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined. Enraptured by the moon's sweet spells,.
The Words of the Forest-King on the Eve of the Nexus:. I am the immortal King of the Deep Woods,. Servitor of the Old Gods of the Forest.... I hear the whispered words of the trees....
The Words of the Forest-King on the Eve of the Nexus:. I am the immortal King of the Deep Woods,. Servitor of the Old Gods of the Forest.... I hear the whispered words of the trees....
Beneath the ice, the endless ice of Pangaea's now axial. Eternally frozen frontier. Entombed for countless millions of years. The lost cities of Antarctica.