Songwriters: Westerholt, Robert; Den Adel, Sharon; Holleman, Oscar; Merkelbach, Rene
Why was I one of the chosen ones?
Until the fight I could not see
The magic and the strength of my power
It was beyond my wildest dreams
Dark wings they are descending
See shadows gathering around
One by one they are falling
Every time they try to strike us down
Don't you die on me
You haven't made your peace
Live life, breathe, breathe
Don't you die on me
You haven't made your peace
Live life, breathe, breathe
Dark wings they are descending
See shadows gathering around
One by one they are falling
Every time they try to strike us down
As they took your soul away
The night turned into the day
Blinded by your rays of life
Gave us the strength we needed
Dark wings they are descending
See shadows gathering around
One by one they are falling
Every time they try to strike us
Dark wings they are descending
See shadows gathering around
One by one they are falling
Every time they try to strike us down
I know that religion, gothic infused metal go hand and hand. Are they talking about the enlightenment of christ. The reluctant warrior thrusted into middle of the fray because of his powers? Only with his sacrifice apparently was the pathway to heaven opened. So, his disciples remain to continue the nascent fight. Great song, no overt religious connatations unless you really decipher the lyrics.