Virgin Steele - Children Of The Storm

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The wicked wind is howling and it's screaming out my name

Above the ring of fire, the necromancer reigns



With thunder and lightning, he enforces his command

Of evil, lust and violence, destruction rules the land



[Chorus:]

Children of the Storm

On and on we run

Children of the Storm

Trying to find the sun



With wrathful hearts we've scaled the fortress

Whose summits reach the sky

In vain we roared and were defeated

His majesty reigns high



Weeping and wailing, another maiden dies

In the wind and ice we gather

To blast this demon from the sky

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