Текст песни Abbey Of Synn

EDWARD REEKERS:
Once upon a time, as in ancient history
High upon a hill, in a shroud of mystery
Loomed the abbey, as we journeyed through the night
And wended our way towards the light.

As we entered through the gates, we heard the silent calls
There was something evil that lurked within these walls
As I relive my days in this godforsaken place
All that appears before me now... is her face...

OKKIE HUYSDENS:
Another man died today like the ones before (Like the ones before)
With blackened tongue and blackened finger (Blackened finger)
Within the labyrinth behind the bolted door (Behind the bolted door)
Lies the answer to our mystery...

ROBERT SOETERBOEK:
Heed the book that kills - it holds an evil power!
Those who turn the leaves wither like a flower!
Well guarded by the seer inside the abbey tower.
For laughter kills the fear within...
The abbey of Synn.

OKKIE HUYSDENS:
We found the secret path that led us here to you (Led us here to you)
Give us the deadly book of laughter (Deadly book of laughter)Ayreon - Abbey Of Synn - http://ru.motolyrics.com/ayreon/abbey-of-synn-lyrics.html
Too many men have died for a teaching of the few (Teaching of the few)
Open your heart. Reveal the mystery.

ROBERT SOETERBOEK:
Heed the book that kills - it holds an evil power!
Those who turn the leaves wither like a flower!
Well guarded by the seer inside the abbey tower.
For laughter kills the fear within...
The abbey of Synn.

EDWARD REEKERS:
And then she came to me, like a creature from the dawn
Enchanting as the moon, radiant as the sun.
She took the boy in me, and gave me back a man
With a force I could not withstand.

The seer burned the abbey down, and perished in the fire...
We couldn't save the book. The flames were rising higher...
So many died in vain for an ancient discipline...
Laughter kills the fear within...
The abbey of Synn.

ROBERT SOETERBOEK:
Heed the book that kills - it holds an evil power!
Those who turn the leaves wither like a flower!
Well guarded by the seer inside the abbey tower.
For laughter kills the fear within... The abbey of Synn.