Tekst :

Feeling the pain
Inside this tortured frame
Scrying the past
Visions in broken glass
Riding The Wave
To bring back The Ancient Ways
Rune Spells be cast
Dark secret of Holy Mass
Oh can t you tell
The Magik is inside The Well

The Triad s flames
Doth cover all the planes
Fight to the last
Be more than war Friction in Mass

Black hail and rain
Nightmares outside the brain
Unholy wrath
Friction that lights The Path
Knights of the Flame
Defenders in Odin s name
Life comes to pass
The Magik of Hallowmas
Oh can t you see
The Fire is inside of thee

The Triad s flames
Doth cover all the planes
Fight to the last
Be more than war Friction in Mass

Sacred Laws of old
And ancient spells
Are never lost to those
Born of The Well
The icey wastes of home
Bred into me
A taste for the unknown
A hate for blasphemy
The waters of The Lake
Purify The Soul
But wisdom of The Fates
Always has its toll
The Fires of Mars have burned
Inside of thee
The tides shall soon be turned
By destiny
Evil lords of war
Drunk on virgin blood
Ram through the door
Letting loose The Flood
Titons rise again
Gorgons of Light
The wars now begin
Tis time to fight

Warriors rise from the grave
Longships sailing The Wave
Bloodshed on every shore
Friction massing from war

Knights of The Flame
Rise from the grave
Fight to the last
Friction In Mass

Too wild to tame
Setting the world ablaze
Bards of the craft
Burning the midnight wax
Breaking the chain
Avenging the wrongly slain
Lords of The Axe
Servants of Candlemas
Oh can t you see
The Magik is inside of thee.

Hey ame agari ni mita
Biru no kanata ni
Hikaru ano niji wo omoeteru
Hey shuumatsu ni wa mada tooi kedo
Konya wa yume miteta koro ni modorou
Love makes me run
Love makes me run
Love makes me run
You make me run
Yozora ni tatta futari dake
Kienai...

Jeżeli jest coś nowego
Jeżeli jest nowy świat
Ten na który czekamy
I o którym marzymy
Na pewno nie ten
Na pewno nie
I tak tu już nie ma nic
I tak tu już nie ma nic
I tak tu już nie ma nic
I tak tu już nie ma...

Parle-moi de mon enfance, mon vieux ruisseau
Du temps où coulait ma chance au fil de ton eau

Parle-moi des doux délires de mes tendres années
Les bleuets qui les fleurirent sont-ils a jamais fanés

Parle-moi de ces dimanches où je venais te confier...

Ugh ugh ugh

[Chorus]
Shortie wanna ride
dont worry bout a car
cus u can take a ride on my big black train
ill scoop you up wherever that you are
from under your mans arm hes just that lame
and we gon be rollin rollin choo choo chooin
NY ATL LA Houston
now...

Powiedz mi o co ci w ogóle chodzi
powiedz mi po co ci te kombinacje
nie musimy siê katowaæ
nienormaln± sytuacj±
nauczymy siê kochaæ
przestaniemy siê baæ
¿ycie stanie siê muzyk±
i stanie siê to co ma siê staæ
to co czujesz, to co wiesz
to co czujesz, to co...