Dare I walk this ground
Where souls of poets lie
Need I know those sacret words
Which opens the gate of mystic
What lies there which I need know
To fulfill the dream of gothic.
Over the Hills and Far Away
de Forlorn Hope
Dare I walk this ground
Where souls of poets lie
Need I know those sacret words
Which opens the gate of mystic
What lies there which I need know
To fulfill the dream of gothic.