Winds of Destination

	作曲 : Bittencourt, Loureiro
	Blood is flowing on the ground
	Like a river branching red lines
	Anguish is all around
	Hope yielding to despair
	Life is a circumstance
	Any minute slips away
	God, please look upon us all
	Do you give a damn?
	Dancing in the air
	Spinning leaves in circles givingpleasure to my eyes
	Sadden my delight
	When the joy is over laying scatteredon the ground
	Oh! The sun will rise
	The beginning of creation
	Oh! Into the skies
	On the Winds of
	Destination
	Carry us away...
	Secret ark of
	SolomonHidden in the temple wreck...for the king
	Many years and centuries
	Till seven knights from the order
	Down the tunnels of the past
	Learning from the undisclosed...all the way!
	Holding dreams on zealous hands
	All those archives
	Lost and wasted
	Somewhere in the battle fields
	Farewell to common world
	Templars are watchingand guarding the scrolls
	Shields of faith the knights behold
	All Manuscripts of the sacredlaws are there
	Dancing in the air
	Spinning leaves in circles
	Giving pleasure to my eyes...arise!
	Oh! The sun will rise
	The beginning of creation
	Oh! Into the skies
	On the Winds of
	Destination
	Carry us away
	Old leaves will be falling
	Old trees will remain
	Whirlwind carries you away
	For tomorrow be the same

	zuò qǔ : Bittencourt, Loureiro
	Blood is flowing on the ground
	Like a river branching red lines
	Anguish is all around
	Hope yielding to despair
	Life is a circumstance
	Any minute slips away
	God, please look upon us all
	Do you give a damn?
	Dancing in the air
	Spinning leaves in circles givingpleasure to my eyes
	Sadden my delight
	When the joy is over laying scatteredon the ground
	Oh! The sun will rise
	The beginning of creation
	Oh! Into the skies
	On the Winds of
	Destination
	Carry us away...
	Secret ark of
	SolomonHidden in the temple wreck... for the king
	Many years and centuries
	Till seven knights from the order
	Down the tunnels of the past
	Learning from the undisclosed... all the way!
	Holding dreams on zealous hands
	All those archives
	Lost and wasted
	Somewhere in the battle fields
	Farewell to common world
	Templars are watchingand guarding the scrolls
	Shields of faith the knights behold
	All Manuscripts of the sacredlaws are there
	Dancing in the air
	Spinning leaves in circles
	Giving pleasure to my eyes... arise!
	Oh! The sun will rise
	The beginning of creation
	Oh! Into the skies
	On the Winds of
	Destination
	Carry us away
	Old leaves will be falling
	Old trees will remain
	Whirlwind carries you away
	For tomorrow be the same