Gargoyles，Angels of Darkness

The prophet told of loud thunders quaking the surface of earth when the black raven would have turned victim of wonderful spells He would have become a white swan born from the darklands of sin Neither would Aresius have believed what was now changing in him Swan... prince of the the magic lake... Dargor's your name... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D' ANIME FIERI VOLANO Another mess of vampires, masquerade of sadistic pride He could not endure these cruell games against him who once spared its life He thus realized so not too late to be really far from his king far from his infinite blood thrist, too far to call them right for him Rise... fly high and steal his soul... angels of stone... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D' ANIME FIERI VOLANO Ti invoco o terra... colora il mio nero... con fiera lealta' io giuro sincero... tra anime morte e caos immenso a Gaia sovrana l'amore piu' intenso... io Dargot a te... Gargoyles, oh my brother gargoyles Rise now, rise for his soul GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D' ANIME FIERI VOLANO ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D' ANIME FIERI VOLANO Gargoyles, oh my brother gargoyles Rise now, rise for his soul