It's Magic letra

Admire it in its sleep.
Wounded, and embraced by dreams.
Whatever wanders in these depths,
it shall carry along.
This shore is for the throne...

I am forever.

A storm, but ever so fearless it wandered.

Fear me, wherever it stands,
from here....

I was the storm.

It's magic, wounded one....

Ved Buens Ende - Letras

• A Mask In The Mirror
• Autumn Leaves
• Carrier Of Wounds
• Coiled In Wings
• Den Skaldte
• I Sang For The Swans
• It's Magic
• Rememberance Of Things Past
• The Plunderer
• Those Who Caress The Pale
• To Swarm Deserted Away
• You, That May Wither