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Symphonic Metal: Dark & Beautiful 11
Disc 1
01. Higher Than Heaven
02. Chamber of Dreadful Dreams
03. Skyline’s End
04. Amulet of Justice
05. The Glory and the Scum
06. Liar Liar (Wasteland Monarchy)
07. Iniquity
08. Treasure n’ Treason
09. Earthly Illusions
10. The Sermon
11. Thunder & Lightning
Disc 2
01. Stormbreaker
02. Eleonore de Provence
03. Lost
04. Dancing With the Midnight Sun
05. Ship of Doom
06. Eyes of May
07. Hope Unborn
08. Storm Rider
09. Let It Die
10. Only in My Dreams
11. Oblivious
In the night we break the sorrow
In the night we come alive
In the night adrenaline is higher than heaven
In the night with no tomorrow
In the night the demons rise
In the night when carnal lust is higher than heaven

The cross on your wall and demons inside
Come raise my sword to heaven
The night to befall, the pulse of the tide
The bell did strike eleven

And when the night has come, no, we never will return
Where the mortal pray resurrection
When the light has gone
In the sacristy we turn up high and wake

In the night we break the sorrow
In the night we come alive
In the night adrenaline is higher than heaven
In the night with no tomorrow
In the night the demons rise
In the night when carnal lust is higher than heaven

We call on the dark, the Lord by our side
Take on the cross in heaven
We ride till we fall, unbroken we die
We strike by force of seven

And when the night has come, no, we never will return
Where the mortal pray resurrection
When the light has gone
In the sacristy we turn up high and wake

Higher than heaven
You saw, you're like a dawn
Higher than heaven
You see, you're like a dawn
Higher than heaven
You saw, you're like a dawn
Higher than heaven
You see, you're like a dawn

In the dark of night we go to heaven
In the night we follow

The sundown we call, in twilight we hide
The night we still remember
We pray for them all and restless we fight
And no, we won't surrender

And when the night has come, no, we never will return
Where the mortal pray resurrection
When the light has gone
In the sacristy we turn up high and wake

In the night we break the sorrow
In the night we come alive
In the night adrenaline is higher than heaven
In the night with no tomorrow
In the night the demons rise
In the night when carnal lust is higher than heaven