Blackmore’s Night - Storm


“A timeless and forgotten place,
The moon and sun in endless chase
Each in quiet surrender
As the other reigns the sky…
The midnight hour begins to laugh
A summer evening’s epitaph,
The winds are getting crazy
As the storm begins to rise…
Wild were the winds that came
In the thunder and the rain
Nothing ever could contain
The rising [...]

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