Dark Moor The Gates Of Oblivion
Old world has left in starvation and disease
fourteen ninety-two bring a new change to see
Across the ocean the would sail
(following out the dark blaze)
They keep the route with an endless faith
far beyond the earth's edge
they will reach their dreams
as a privilege
sun still spreads out it dreams
With the winds of the sea
always blowing from the east
three boats dare to face
just a will, a belief
which could cross the deep abyss
to discover a new world
saving humanity
suddenly a joyful cry
was heard in the avanced night
the long awaited sight
was seen below the sky
new treasures shine before my eyes
(they're bright like a burning fire)
I will enjoy the eternal sea of life
aventus nautarum in novan terram
argentum aurumque America
but they didn't know
that this virgin ground
was an unknown land that overgrows
new Eden's found
the lost paradise
Mankind's dawn is beginning to rise
this land is wild
Our boots were defiled
Our dreams will be reality
the native's pain
always in vain
our glory was their agony
But when Columbus told the queen
all the thing he'd seen
he had to submit and be agreed
With kingdom's greed
