Lyrics Original text:
[Music / Lyrics by Torbj?rn Weinesj?]
Somewhere there's a gathering
In a place where time exist
The aisle of finest marble
And walls of purest gold
Be quiet don't speak
Hear the silence whispering the secrets
Hear the walls echo dreams from the past
Be still, your in the temple
Of Gods spirit, try to understand
Whispers straight to the heart
Precious is the time you give
Precious is the life you live
Cleanse your soul, your thoughts
They will revive, so alive
Thoughts they will revive
The walls are still speaking
Telling no lies
In the temple
The walls are still screaming
Open your eyes
In the temple
Be quiet don't speak
You are in the temple, time to learn to breathe
Portrait the saviour, there's a crown to receive
Lock the door, toss the key
The fool of death, down on his knees
Wants to pray, wants to stay
Don't let him in
His lounge could easily sweep you away
Act with dignity
You're an heir to the King of kings
Who's message you bear deep down within
Sweet as honey is the fruit of life
Sweet as honey, bitterness will lie
Fill your halls with jewels that never die
Jewels that never die
Lyrics Notandum:
[Music / lyrics by Torbj Nurses Weinesj ]
Somewhere there is a gathering of
The existence of a place in time
The marble corridors of the best
Walls and pure gold
Do not speak quiet
To hear the silent whisper a secret
Dream to hear the walls echo from the past
Or, are you in the temple
God's spirit, and strive to understand
Whisper straight
Valuable is your time
Precious life you live
Purify your soul, your thoughts
They will be restored, so is still alive
They will rethink
Also stresses the wall
To tell any lies
In the temple
The walls are still screaming
Open your eyes
In the temple
Do not speak quiet
You are in the temples, time to learn to breathe
Portrait of the Savior, and receive an official
Lock the door, throw the key
The death of a fool, and his knee
To pray, I hope to continue
Do not let him in
His room can easily sweep you leave
Law and the dignity of
You are the heirs of the King of Kings
Who, then the depth of your commitment
Honey is the sweet fruit of life
Sweet honey, the pain will be lying
Hall and fill out your jewelry will never die
Jewelry is forever immortal
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