
A Symphony Of Steele Virgin Steele
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Magick speaks with tongues of Fire, Fortune take my hand
Iron pounding dongs of Glory, Soaring on command
Screaming I rejoin the fray
Take me where the thunder walks, A SYMPHONY OF STEELE
Take my where the falcon flies, A SYMPHONY OF STEELE
Sound the trumpet, crack the mountain, let the arrow fly
Through the land of Lamentation, let the tidings fly
Mercury, the God and I
(*)-Take me where the thunder walks, A SYMPHONY OF STEELE
Take me where the falcon flies, A SYMPHONY OF STEELE
Spark the ashes, free the temple, stem the crimson tide
Toll the bells of Freedom souting
Praise for those who've died
Wield the Sword of Destiny
(*)
A SYMPHONY OF STEELE
If passion denies you, don't die on your knees
Fight with a vengeance what weakness decrees
The Wrath of the Tempest, the cries of the slain
Tragic in splendor, in death you are free
I follow the Sign, bring on the sound of thunder
Bring on the rain
Spirit of Dark Enchantment remember my name!!!
Iron pounding dongs of Glory, Soaring on command
Screaming I rejoin the fray
Take me where the thunder walks, A SYMPHONY OF STEELE
Take my where the falcon flies, A SYMPHONY OF STEELE
Sound the trumpet, crack the mountain, let the arrow fly
Through the land of Lamentation, let the tidings fly
Mercury, the God and I
(*)-Take me where the thunder walks, A SYMPHONY OF STEELE
Take me where the falcon flies, A SYMPHONY OF STEELE
Spark the ashes, free the temple, stem the crimson tide
Toll the bells of Freedom souting
Praise for those who've died
Wield the Sword of Destiny
(*)
A SYMPHONY OF STEELE
If passion denies you, don't die on your knees
Fight with a vengeance what weakness decrees
The Wrath of the Tempest, the cries of the slain
Tragic in splendor, in death you are free
I follow the Sign, bring on the sound of thunder
Bring on the rain
Spirit of Dark Enchantment remember my name!!!
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