Donna Lee - Alain Caron

Prologo - Quella Vecchia Locanda Vivo in questa selva oscura che Non vedrà altra vita fuori che me Amo il mondo ma lui odia me Il suo rifiuto vuol dire morte

Corro a perdifiato per cosa ancora non lo so su quest'erba arsa di certo meta io non ho. Fugge sempre il mondo davanti agli occhi miei ho sete di vita perci貌 s

The army is scattered and I have risen in rank At the castle of mine they must prepare a feast With the early morning mist news of victory arrived Triumph so gr

The nightsky seem to darken as if blood of black was in it's veins And thoughts of horrible deeds had imprisoned me in it's chains Not even the shadows of the c

Listen to the old owl who's shrieking as the final bellman Nature seems dead and wicked dreams abuse Thou sure and firm set earth hear not my steps which way th

Demonic laughter your cremation Your lungs gasp for air but are filled with blood A sudden crack as I crushed your skull The remind of your life flashes by A li