[The [Musica: Eddy Antonini e Roberto Giovanni De Giorgi]
Once a time in a distant, peaceful valley there was a village in which people lived in love and together. No one had to about anything. Men their women, and children 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 didn't to anyone, till he reached the town square, where he all the people, telling he had something to say. "Listen to me! This valley looks like Heaven, but, me, soon the angels will be turned demons. I'm you! Take care of your children, take care them far from this until they grow. Otherwise this will become Hell!" People didn't believe the prophecy, they thought the friar must be crazy, and didn't any further, while he kept on repeating there was a curse over their heads and that they mind their children. Across 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 gnomes could bring the back. So they had to their gnomes. The only way to do was to catch a child's dream. People brought the few remaining to the wood, where the friar put them to sleep and entered dreams. There he found the gnomes, and told they had to come out and find the children. Gnomes followed the vanished dreams and finally found them and them back from an evil nightmare created by a who burnt to Hell, won by dreams. Since that day children been the most precious thing of the valley, and gnomes kept on guarding over their dreams.
crypt] [Musica: Eddy Antonini e Roberto [Testi: Antonini]
Thunders, the sound of thunder can me back again. Lightnings, the colours of can our soul insane. Music, the of music come from a of world. Mystery, we are caught by the until the day is born.
Come in temple of fear I'm trying to save life. Walk on the line of tears 'cause I'll be and white. be afraid, child... just give me one time.
Fire, the of the fire will the memories. Stormwind, we are lost in the are really on their knees. Spirits, that shine in limits fade away. Monsters, fight the monsters it will be too late.
Come in this temple of I'm trying to your life. Walk on the line made of '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 with our the poisoned tears will run through my save from the dark the Crypt of Montmartre.
The Crypt of Montmartre will with our pray and the time will sign the end of your the legend of Devil will possess your bring out the Princess from the Crypt of Montmartre.
I'm to save us time has but we seem to find the way. No one can us time has we are going to find this way.
The Crypt of is fading away the of Christ will die with our pray the poisoned tears will run through my please save from the the Crypt of Montmartre.
The Crypt of Montmartre will burn our pray and the time sign the end of your days the legend of Devil will your heart bring out the Princess from the Crypt of Montmartre.
The Crypt of is fading away come and save the Princess and the race please follow the traces, escape the dark. can survive in the Crypt of Montmartre.