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VERSURI LEGEND MAKER
| Legend Maker - Abandoned By Heaven |
| [Music and lyrics: Mauricio Ochoa]
[All vocal melodies and vocal arrangements: Diego
Gomez]
Believe me when I say
That in this omniscient land
When the cosmos were cursed
I suffered in blackened tw |
| Legend Maker - At The End (Millenium) |
| [Music and lyrics: Mauricio Ochoa]
[All vocal melodies and vocal arrangements: Diego
Gomez]
A new era comes,
To breed on the minds of the young
See the winds of wisdom they blow
Harmony with the ey |
| Legend Maker - Doomsday Bringer |
| [Music and lyrics: Mauricio Ochoa]
[Vocal melodies and vocal arrangements: Diego
Gomez, Mauricio Ochoa]
The savage brings war
The weak pays the cost
Will this ever end?
Sadness upon thee
When wil |
| Legend Maker - Last Chapter |
| Rebellion against the fears that hunts us all.
Riding trought the forest as we heard our freedom
call.
Raising our fists to heaven swearing it could not
be.
And unconfirmed destiny dying without right.
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| Legend Maker - Leonelda |
| Aproach the light, allow yourself
To reflect upon is thruth.
In the crossroads you will find
And adventure comes with time.
You will see that when you live in this world,
You'll find the legend of the |
| Legend Maker - Moon Seasons |
| In the cold of the crystal moon,
Where angels learn to fly,
My kingdom stands alone.
Cursed with eternal night.
Believe in my and you will see
The begining and the end of life.
Time to be!
[Chorus]
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| Legend Maker - Sands Of Time |
| Time goes by, it will never return.
And at the end, it begins again.
Ah holy master,
Tell me the answer.
Fill all my body with the power and light.
[Chorus]
Show me the truth,
send me through to the |
| Legend Maker - Story |
| Moving step by step,
Our obstacles are slowly crossed.
Lyke bards we'll journey throught on our own
roads.
We'll follow our destiny.
In time we'll confront deep misfortunnes and true
misunderstandings. |
| Legend Maker - To Hell Or To Heaven |
| Warriors aproaching
They are nearing, ready for war.
Steadily marching as they're singing songs of
glory.
The Moors and Christians, they are clashing,
figthing, stashing,
Just to reach other in a blood |
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