Spirit Of The Night Songtext / Lyric

The big wheel of fortune

Crashed down to the ground

Terror broke through' the city wall

We gathered our children and ran for our lives

Down in the catacomb hall



No sunlight no seasons

No bird song to hear.

Around the small fires

Fighting despair.

No talk of surrender

Sharpenin' our skills

Waiting for the moment

To strike back and win






Spirit of the night

You will be the guidin' light

Spirit of the night

You will be the guidin' light



Visions of freedom are fillin' my head

Dreaming of lovers by the lake

Sweet scent of flowers in young maidens' hair

Thanksgiving; days to celebrate



No fear and no treason

Laughter to hear,

Songs from the children

Filling the air.

Nothing to stop us

From taking revenge.

Bringing back the treasures

Of place time again



Spirit of the night

You will be the guidin' light

Spirit of the night

You will be the guidin' light

You will be the guidin' light