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• Artiste: Dark Moor
• Titre: Tilt At Windmills
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Searching the glory In a territory Whose name I don't recall; You fight for rightness, For honour's brightness As you were mad at all. Tilt at windmills, As you were mad at all. Tilt at windmills, Enter with them in brawl. You must protect The flame which burns in your chest. You can elect The purest cause from the rest. You must defend Innocence which never kneels. You can amend This sane world with your ideals. Tilt at windmills, come on! Never fall back, go on! Tilt at windmills, come on! Never fall back, always on! Fighting the evil In a medieval World created by your mind; A knight who is guiding The men who are hiding That they, as well, are blind. You must protect The flame which burns in your chest. You can elect The purest cause from the rest. You must defend Innocence which never kneels. You can amend This sane world with your ideals. Tilt at windmills, come on! Never fall back, go on! Tilt at windmills, come on! Never fall back, always on! You must defend Innocence which never kneels. You can amend This sane world with your ideals. Tilt at windmills, come on! Never fall back, go on! Tilt at windmills, come on! Never fall back, always on!