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Norsemen, they hail from the Black sea Past Eastern grounds forging destiny We are rushing forward to Byzantine lands We are laying our fortune into noble hands Coming out, out of the deep dark Like a spear into her cold heart Dark Love Empress Her golden secret Sent away to far away countries Her despair and fear Sunrise to final sunset After the midnight hour Keep going Keep going In the third night watch We are falling from the storm wind After the midnight hour We're rising We're rising We feel the storm wind We blow away the sky Norse king returns from holy places Past foreign landscapes with gold in his hands Letras de cancionesWe are reaching forward to Byzantine shores We are bringing golden treasures to imperial court Coming out, out of the deep dark Like a spear into her cold heart Dark Love Empress Her golden secret Locked away beloved prisoner Her despair and fear Sunrise to final sunset After the midnight hour Keep going Keep going In the third night watch We are falling from the storm wind After the midnight hour We're rising We're rising We feel the storm wind We blow away the sky You were coming out of the deep dark Like a spear into my cold heart Cold heart, my heart After the midnight hour Keep going Keep going In the third night watch We are falling from the storm wind After the midnight hour Keep going Keep going In the third night watch We are falling from the storm wind After the midnight hour We're rising We're rising We feel the storm wind We blow away the sky We blow away the sky Blow away the sky The sky From Letras Mania