Helloween Gitarrenbegleitung

Keeper of the Seven Keys


  • Composição: Michael Weikath
  • Álbum: Keeper of the Seven Keys Part 2
  • Lançamento: 1988
  • Gravadora: Nuclear Blast

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Make the people Hold each other's hands And fill their hearts with truth You made up your mind So do as divined Put on your armour Ragged after fights Hold up your sword You're leaving the light Make yourself ready For the lords of the dark They'll watch your way So be cautious, quiet and hark You hear them whispering In the crowns of the trees You're whirling 'round But your eyes don't agree Will'o'the wisps Misguiding your path You can't throw a curse Without takin' their wrath Watch out for the seas of hatred and sin Or all us people forget what we've been Our only hope's your victory Kill that Satan who won't let us be--kill! [Refrão] You're the Keeper of the Seven Keys That lock up the seven seas And the Seer of Visions said before he went blind Hide them from demons and rescue mankind Or the world we're all in will soon be sold To the throne of the evil payed with Lucifer's gold You can feel cold sweat Running down your neck And the dwarfs of falseness Throw mud at your back Guided by spells Of the old Seer's hand You're suffering pain Only steel can stand Stay well on your way and follow the sign Fulfull your own promise and do what's divined The seven seas are far away Placed in the valley of dust heat and sway (Refrão) Throw the first key into the sea of hate Throw the second key into the sea of fear Throw the third key into the sea of senselessness And make the people hold each other's hands The fourth key belongs into the sea of greed And the fifth into the sea of ignorance Disease, disease, disease my friend For this whole world's in devil's hand Disease, disease, disease my friend Throw the key or you may die On a mound at the shore of the last sea He is sitting, fixing your sight With his high iron voice causing sickness He is playing you out with delight "Man who do you just think you are? A silly bum with seven stars Don't throw the key or you will see Dimensions cruel as they can be" Don't let him suck off your power Throw the key...! An earthquake, squirting fire, bursting ground Satan's screaming, and earth swallowing him away! (Refrão)