Lyrics Visions Prelude - Angra
Cold
wind,
sad
moonrise
Dark
clouds
in
the
sky
Storm
ends
the
mouring
time
Howling
in
the
night
Vision
of
the
land
After
the
horid
end
We
build
again
from
the
start
Holy
lenient
heart
A
treasure
of
the
land
Torments
have
brought
the
end
We
build
again
from
the
start
Holy
lenient
heart
Visions
come
from
the
sea
Oceans
bring
to
me
I
reach
the
sand
with
a
kiss
Treasures
bristling
from
a
bliss
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