up to you for breaking away [CHORUS:] Breaking the chain Get away, she's back from the dawn You're feeling the pain Watch out! Now she's back from the dawn
about Most of you assholes all think you gangstas 99% of you's are fuckin' fake, ain't ya's? That's why I hate ya's Verbal Heaven's gate knock a fuckin
man Armageddon Walking through fire Metal Messiah He's the one The Father, the Son Creator destroyer Metal Messiah Heaven's in a state Someone's at the gate
angered And the storm was sweeping through the land And the storm was sweeping through the land Land of Gods of wind and sea Of purple dawns, fertility
is back to open The Gates of Heaven the Legions of Faith rise again hailing to Heaven the Legions of Light strike again hail to the King of Heaven
I see the dancer at the gates of dawn His dances bring you to the tales of his world The son has left him in a burning war His wife has suffered from
The girl in the shawl Crashes to the floor Crying: "Open the gates To the Devils' hordes " See the woman thrive In the blood from Heaven
's just the dawning of our love I feel you Your heart it sings I feel you The joy it brings Where heaven waits Those golden gates And back again You
devil And behind... At the very foot of the stairs I could see clouds And heaven from above Through the mirror I could see heaven's gate Forever closed
back No really. It's all right Pose your best for a shot from the firing squad Choosing my defense I'll stay on the fence Sneak a gun through the gates
wreathed in thickening night A line was drawn midst wrong and right and across the throats of thieves As love fell choked, the tempest broke from Heaven
go back... back! Now! No, no, I don't want to return, Please let me stay here, don't make me go back Go back, you've got work to do We're not alone
you pass through those gates, and they had you your wings, Could I have all your stuff when you die? But the angels consulted St. Peter And flew me back
I can feel you far away Oh give me back the Night that I have wronged... Soon this Dust will cease to sing! How does the Day still Dawn When my empty
the fortress like a coruscating sea, painting the stygian heavens the colour of flame. And the high summer's night passed swiftly. At length, the dawn
wreathed in thickening night A line was drawn midst wrong and right And across the throat of thieves As love fell choked, the tempest broke From Heaven
