The Lake

[ti:the lake] [ar:bathory ] [by:音乐每一天] [offset:500] [0:0]欢迎访问 我爱音乐 [01:07.00]The one eyed old man told me that the face that I will see [01:14.00]Has paralysed a thousand brave men sure of victory [01:21.00]I cannot fight blindfolded and I'd freeze if I should see. [01:29.00]So I need to sacrifice my eyes to see all from within. [01:52.00]The one eyed old man told me of a lake that no-one knows of. [01:59.00]where the end of the sky unites with the bottom countless feet down deep [02:07.00]And he told me when this world was young into it's depths his eye he had thrown [02:14.00]So that though one eyed, he could see more than can be seen. [02:23.00]I'll throw my eyes into the lake. [02:30.00]So that I will see from within [02:38.00]I'll throw my eyes into the lake [02:46.00]And when blind I will still see. [03:08.00][02:53.00]At the bottom of the lake. [03:11.00][02:56.00]My two eyes will shine like the stars [03:15.00][03:01.00]At the bottom of the lake [03:19.00][03:04.00]I will see no matter how near or far [03:49.00]Regardless at which speed my horse [03:53.00]takes me through the night [03:56.00]No matter how sharp the blade of my sword seems to be. [04:04.00]Even with the aid of two pair of eyes way up high [04:11.00]In the end before the Beast, it's face I would have had to see. [04:34.00]But with my two eyes in the depths my vision is supreme [04:42.00]I see all things that can't be seen [04:45.00]but not my hand that is held out in front of me. [04:49.00]The face that makes me freeze [04:52.00]I now need not see at all. [04:57.00]I'll feel the presence of the Beast. [05:00.00]but will not need stare him down no more. [05:05.00]I've thrown my eyes into the lake. [05:12.00]So that I will see from within [05:20.00]I've throw my eyes into the lake [05:28.00]And now when blind I still see. [05:50.00][05:35.00]At the bottom of the lake. [05:54.00][05:39.00]My two eyes are shining like the stars [05:58.00][05:43.00]At the bottom of the lake [06:01.00][05:46.00]I now see no matter how near or far [06:10.00]The Highlands... [06:13.00]Early morning hours... [06:15.00]Heading north. Sitting upon his majestic eight-legged white stallion. His [06:18.00]sword slung on his back. Sensing his feathered friends way up high. Seeing [06:20.00]all they see. Feeling all they feel. Though the sun has just cut the [06:23.00]horizon in the east to bring a new day, the shadows now seem to grow [06:25.00]mightier for each passage in these mountains. Riding into a thick mist, his [06:28.00]senses alert. Distorted voices in the shadows whispering to him. Taunting [06:30.00]him. He knows his mission. He knows the powers and the magic he birngs with [06:33.00]him as he rides trough the valley of death, where time and space have [06:35.00]ceased to exist. The eyes of the unseen are upon him. The spirits of his [06:38.00]fathers long time gone riding next to him. [06:40.00]And the hearts of the Gods of Thunder of Wind and of Rain...