[The Eddy Antonini e Roberto Potenti] [Testi: De Giorgi]
Once upon a in a distant, peaceful valley there was a village in which lived in love and friendship together. No one had to complain anything. Men loved their women, and were grown with the sweetest loving cares. One day, a man came on the town. He was a friar. And really, a kind of one. He didn't talk to anyone, he reached the town square, he called all the people, telling he had something to say. "Listen to me! This valley looks like Heaven, but, me, soon the angels be turned into demons. I'm warning you! Take of your children, take them far from 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 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 real and them what to do. Only gnomes could bring the back. So they had to their gnomes. The way to do that was to catch a child's dream. People brought the few remaining to the wood, where the friar put to sleep and entered their dreams. There he the gnomes, and told them they had to come out and the other children. Gnomes followed the vanished children's and finally them and brought them back from an evil nightmare by a witch who burnt to Hell, won by dreams. Since that day have been the most precious thing of the valley, and gnomes kept on guarding over their dreams.
[The [Musica: Eddy Antonini e Potenti] [Testi: Antonini]
Thunders, the sound of thunder can me back again. Lightnings, the colours of can our soul insane. Music, the of music come a gate of world. Mystery, we are by the mystery the next day is born.
Come in this of fear I'm trying to save life. Walk on the made of tears 'cause I'll be 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 quickly away. Monsters, fight the monsters before it be too late.
Come in this temple of I'm trying to save life. Walk on the line of tears 'cause be black and white. be afraid, child... just me one more time.
The of Montmartre is fading away the secret of Christ will die with our the poisoned tears will run through my please save the dark the Crypt of Montmartre.
The Crypt of Montmartre will burn with our and the time sign the end of your days the legend of will possess your heart please bring out the from the Crypt of Montmartre.
I'm to save us has come but we really to find the way. No one can us has come we are going to find this way.
The of Montmartre is fading away the secret of Christ die with our pray the poisoned tears will run through my please from the dark the Crypt of Montmartre.
The of Montmartre will burn with our pray and the time will the end of your days the legend of Devil will possess your please out the Princess from the Crypt of Montmartre.
The Crypt of Montmartre is fading come and the Princess and the human race please follow the traces, escape the dark. Mankind can in the Crypt of Montmartre.