If you've never been a wiser
Theres is just one of your choices
Doesn't feel like a disguiser
Nobody knows the truth
A mystery looks into your eyes
Wainting for a new conclusion
But you know neither life
Nor secrets hidden front your sight
Cause the day and the night
Are called in a song of an entity in the sky
Flying high into the night
Watching the tears of the angels
Deep inside! Your'll see the minstrels of dawn
In the nignt you'll see their bright
Floating in the dark blue of endless
Wonder sight! They are the minstrels of dawn
They are the Minstrels of Dawn!
They hide in the fog that floats
Through the air in a chilling breeze
Yours sounds are whistles in the silence
Off the darkness nightmare hiss
Resemble hards made of smoke
Playing trumpets and pan flutes
Repeating song note by note
In the dawn a long curse
Cause the day and the night
Are called in a song of an entity in the sky
Flying high into the night
Watching the tears of the angels
Deep inside! Your'll see the minstrels of dawn
In the nignt you'll see their bright
Floating in the dark blue of endless
Wonder sight! They are the minstrels of dawn
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