Sonata Arctica - Black Sheep
Silence (2001)
In love with the maiden
The flower of winter
Lowbrow children
in grove of the inland
How many times heart's gone through the grinder
Wherever you look there's a painful reminder
Singing a love song
words of a stranger
The howling miller, never to face her
Temple of the evil
Temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo
temptation of the key
Live with the Blacksheep, live with me
Insanity
blessing for those born to hate you
Burned by the embers of love
it is so cruel
Howling the night for
sun of the midnight
Serving the people
condemned you in the eternal
night of the lost song
words of the stranger
The howling miller, never to face her
Temple of the evil
Temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo
temptation of the key
Live with the Blacksheep, live with me
Temple of the evil
Temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo
temptation of the key
Live with the Blacksheep, live with me
Temple of the evil
Temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo
(Late-night innuendo)
temptation of the key
Live with the Blacksheep, live with me
