The Pilgramage

Dark and silent brooding, stillness falls
Sounds caress the waiting empty halls
Pilgrims flock from miles around
Seekers in the night abound
All have come to feel the sound of joy

Patient eyes are watching from below
Mirror image flashing in the glow
Hands are joined in energy
All approaching ecstacy
Harnessing the power in the air

Awesome in their patient majesty
Pouring forth the fruits of harmony
Hands are joined in energy
All approaching ecstacy
Harnessing the power in the air

Losowe piosenki:
When No One Calls (It'll Be Alright)
Set Free
SHOUT TO THE TOP!
Great Balls of Fire
Has Anyone Ever Written Anything For You
Simon Says
Arms of the Few
Art School Girl
Last Night
Kum-Ba-Ya- (Interlude)