[The Eddy Antonini e Roberto Potenti] [Testi: De Giorgi]
Once upon a time in a distant, peaceful valley was a village in people lived in love and friendship together. No one had to about anything. Men loved their women, and were grown with the sweetest loving cares. One day, a foreign man on the town. He was a friar. And really, a weird of one. He talk to anyone, till he reached the town square, he called all the people, telling he had something to say. "Listen to me! This valley looks Heaven, but, believe me, the angels will be turned into demons. I'm warning you! Take care of children, take care them far this valley until they grow. Otherwise this Heaven become Hell!" People didn't believe the prophecy, they just thought the must be crazy, and listen any further, while he kept on repeating there was a hanging over their heads and that they should their children. that night, all the children vanished. No traces be found. No clues. No children. They the friar, and took him to the shaman, where he explained the curse had become and told them what to do. Only could bring the children back. So had to create their gnomes. The only way to do that was to a child's dream. brought the few remaining children to the wood, where the put them to sleep and entered their dreams. There he found the gnomes, and told them had to come out and the other children. Gnomes followed the children's dreams and finally found them and brought them back from an nightmare created by a who burnt to Hell, won by dreams. Since day children have been the most precious thing of the valley, and gnomes always kept on over their dreams.
crypt] [Musica: Antonini e Roberto Potenti] [Testi: Eddy
Thunders, the sound of thunder can me back again. Lightnings, the colours of can our soul insane. Music, the spirit of come a gate of world. Mystery, we are by the mystery the next day is born.
Come in temple of fear I'm trying to save life. Walk on the made of tears 'cause be black and white. be afraid, child... just give me one time.
Fire, the warm of the will the memories. Stormwind, we are lost in the they are on their knees. Spirits, that shine in their fade away. Monsters, fight the monsters it will be too late.
Come in temple of fear I'm trying to your life. on the line made of tears 'cause I'll be and white. be afraid, child... just me one more time.
The Crypt of Montmartre is away the secret of Christ will die our pray the tears will run through my veins please save from the dark the of Montmartre.
The of Montmartre will burn with our pray and the time sign the end of your days the legend of Devil will possess your please bring out the Princess the Crypt of Montmartre.
I'm to save us has come but we really seem to the way. No one can us has come we are really going to find way.
The Crypt of Montmartre is fading the secret of Christ will die with our the poisoned tears run through my veins please save from the the Crypt of Montmartre.
The Crypt of Montmartre will burn our pray and the will sign the end of your days the legend of Devil possess your heart please bring out the Princess from the of Montmartre.
The Crypt of is fading away and save the Princess and the human race please follow the traces, from the dark. Mankind can in the Crypt of Montmartre.