North winds brought him hereWhile the devil was laughingStealing the wings of the storm only by his ownCarrying the dust of death on his skinDust from faraway desertsDeath - burned into his heartFree and wild, without existing lawWhat he feel and what he thinksKnown only by the windWhen I'm fallingIn my dreams againWhen I'm fallingDown on my kneesWhen I'm fallingAnd pray to my godsWhen I'm fallingI will see your faceWhen I'm fallingAnd I pray on the ashes of my godsBaptized in his own bloodSelling his soul to the nightHolding the reign of the iron crossCarrying the death's head with wingsThe evil look becomes his fistAs a wolf smelling the bloodHe was seduced only by hateFree and wild, without existing lawWhat he feel and what he thinksKnown only by the windWhen I'm fallingIn my dreams againWhen I'm fallingDown on my kneesWhen I'm fallingAnd pray to my godsWhen I'm fallingI will see your faceWhen I'm fallingAnd I pray on the ashes of my gods
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