There are clouds on the horizon
Shifting colors, heavy rain
High above the roaring thunder
Shooting bullets through your brain
There's something wicked left behind
A befell sight, a calming, sinister state of your mind
Behold the skies; the port of heaven takes the stairway down to hell
The gate is open lift the curse
We set aside our dreams, ambitions; we are one we will unite
At the Threshold of the universe
We will rise!
Late at night they heard the sirens
From a place so far away
A light forces mighty brethren in a vesture of decay
They are the legions of the night
Turning darkness into
Turning the dark into light
Behold the skies; the port of heaven takes the stairway down to hell
The gate is open lift the curse
We set aside our dreams, ambitions; we are one we will unite
At the Threshold of the universe, universe
We will rise!
Behold the skies; the port of heaven takes the stairway down to hell
The gate is open lift the curse
We set aside our dreams, ambitions; we are one we will unite
At the Threshold of the universe
Behold the skies; the port of heaven takes the stairway down to hell
The gate is open lift the curse
We set aside our dreams, ambitions; we are one we will unite
At the Threshold of the universe, universe, universe, universe
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