the power A blue magical maze Now the circle is broken In a spellbinding rage Better see if you're holdin' The wrong edge of the blade If it's sharp
the power A blue magical maze Now the circle is broken In a spellbinding rage Better see if you're holdin' The wrong edge of the blade If it's sharp,
Vertaling: Journey. Rand van die Blade.
in the power A blue magical maze Now the circle is broken In a spellbinding rage Better see if you're holdin' The wrong edge of the blade If it's sharp
Wind is raw, the air is stale, on this cold winter's night Sent alone to tell a tale from the land of Delmite Journey starts at the edge of town with
chase, a bitter bride A frozen blade, a water's edge A heavy sigh, a wilderness A fight for life, a fading sky A fleeting glance, a perfect crime A journey
I stroke the blade with my hand The sharp edge cuts the skin Blood drips to the rain wet sand My journey can begin Once a slave, but now I'm free My
war They attacked from different sides Hard pressed with numbers We could not even run nor hide We had to stand and fight Then I felt a blade of steel
Like the razor blade of a knife You begin to think You need to be... On the Edge Falling again over the edge Living your life on the edge Feeling large
I'll pray to get my answers; in this night I'll pray: do it for me. Walking on the edge of broken senses, I'm leaving the World. I start my journey through
the man with the red sword attacked from behind Left the silver sword fighter defeated and blind Then carnage ensued that no man could condone As the bloody red blade
from behind Left the silver sword fighter defeated and blind Then carnage ensued that no man could condone As the bloody red blade sliced through sinew
told I wait alone, no armour to shield me The thunder slows to a fade My cold eyes staring to the edge of the silver Lightning strikes the blade The tension
I stroke the blade with my hand the sharp edge cuts the skin blood drips to the rain wet sand my journey can begin Once a slave but now I'm free my honor
you are walking out on me. You are believing, your life is better, without me. Hey brother Razor Blade, I need you, once again, I run my fingers down your edge
