| Song | The Storm |
| Artist | King Diamond |
| Album | Abigail II: The Revenge |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.58] | Artist:king diamond |
| [00:01.71] | Songs Title:the storm |
| [00:03.02] | |
| [00:35.42] | 18 was yesterday today she was |
| [00:39.63] | |
| [00:40.81] | A woman in every single way |
| [00:44.31] | |
| [00:46.38] | Abigail was wathing in the forest where |
| [00:50.81] | |
| [00:51.69] | The darkness, it seems to be alive |
| [00:58.19] | |
| [00:59.06] | It was hours ago that she left her home |
| [01:01.19] | |
| [01:03.00] | The chapel in which Black Horsemen saved and raised her soul |
| [01:07.00] | |
| [01:09.37] | And now in the darkest night a storm was born |
| [01:11.81] | |
| [01:13.75] | And Abigail, she did not know... she was its prey |
| [01:19.36] | |
| [01:29.61] | In the storm itself a monster came alive |
| [01:33.93] | |
| [01:34.62] | Chasing Abigail, lightning from the sky |
| [01:39.05] | |
| [01:40.99] | Ah... then her face turned white |
| [01:44.55] | |
| [01:45.05] | Never did she see the EYE, that cried |
| [01:50.11] | |
| [01:50.93] | Raindrops on her head, weeping for the dead, rain... rain... rain |
| [01:58.30] | |
| [01:58.93] | Turning red |
| [02:00.55] | |
| [02:02.99] | "Oh no" ... "Let me go back to my home" ... "Oh no" ... "Oh..." |
| [02:11.93] | |
| [02:24.80] | God he looked away the night the storm it came |
| [02:27.74] | |
| [02:28.80] | And Abigail was drawn into the rain |
| [02:32.24] | |
| [02:33.99] | Rain... was pulling on her hair |
| [02:37.49] | |
| [02:39.43] | To where there is a mansion... THE LAIR |
| [02:43.68] | |
| [02:44.93] | Lurking in the dark when lightning struck again |
| [02:48.93] | |
| [02:50.24] | The mansion showed itself... in silhouette |
| [02:55.87] | |
| [03:19.12] | Ah... rusty iron gates |
| [03:21.81] | |
| [03:22.68] | This is where the Little One she waits |
| [03:26.31] | |
| [03:28.81] | Raindrops on her head, weeping for the dead, rain... rain... rain... |
| [03:35.87] | |
| [03:36.62] | Turning red |
| [03:38.12] | |
| [03:40.99] | "Oh no" ... "Let me go back to my home" ... "Oh no" ... "Oh" |
| [03:50.62] | |
| [03:51.37] | Seeing the little one... knowing that she was a ghost... |
| [03:58.34] | Abigail wondering why she was |
| [04:01.28] | |
| [04:02.21] | Mummified... a lantern in her hand |
| [04:06.96] | And in the light she saw a name: Cound de La Fey |
| [00:00.58] | Artist: king diamond |
| [00:01.71] | Songs Title: the storm |
| [00:03.02] | |
| [00:35.42] | 18 was yesterday today she was |
| [00:39.63] | |
| [00:40.81] | A woman in every single way |
| [00:44.31] | |
| [00:46.38] | Abigail was wathing in the forest where |
| [00:50.81] | |
| [00:51.69] | The darkness, it seems to be alive |
| [00:58.19] | |
| [00:59.06] | It was hours ago that she left her home |
| [01:01.19] | |
| [01:03.00] | The chapel in which Black Horsemen saved and raised her soul |
| [01:07.00] | |
| [01:09.37] | And now in the darkest night a storm was born |
| [01:11.81] | |
| [01:13.75] | And Abigail, she did not know... she was its prey |
| [01:19.36] | |
| [01:29.61] | In the storm itself a monster came alive |
| [01:33.93] | |
| [01:34.62] | Chasing Abigail, lightning from the sky |
| [01:39.05] | |
| [01:40.99] | Ah... then her face turned white |
| [01:44.55] | |
| [01:45.05] | Never did she see the EYE, that cried |
| [01:50.11] | |
| [01:50.93] | Raindrops on her head, weeping for the dead, rain... rain... rain |
| [01:58.30] | |
| [01:58.93] | Turning red |
| [02:00.55] | |
| [02:02.99] | Oh no ... Let me go back to my home ... Oh no ... Oh... |
| [02:11.93] | |
| [02:24.80] | God he looked away the night the storm it came |
| [02:27.74] | |
| [02:28.80] | And Abigail was drawn into the rain |
| [02:32.24] | |
| [02:33.99] | Rain... was pulling on her hair |
| [02:37.49] | |
| [02:39.43] | To where there is a mansion... THE LAIR |
| [02:43.68] | |
| [02:44.93] | Lurking in the dark when lightning struck again |
| [02:48.93] | |
| [02:50.24] | The mansion showed itself... in silhouette |
| [02:55.87] | |
| [03:19.12] | Ah... rusty iron gates |
| [03:21.81] | |
| [03:22.68] | This is where the Little One she waits |
| [03:26.31] | |
| [03:28.81] | Raindrops on her head, weeping for the dead, rain... rain... rain... |
| [03:35.87] | |
| [03:36.62] | Turning red |
| [03:38.12] | |
| [03:40.99] | Oh no ... Let me go back to my home ... Oh no ... Oh |
| [03:50.62] | |
| [03:51.37] | Seeing the little one... knowing that she was a ghost... |
| [03:58.34] | Abigail wondering why she was |
| [04:01.28] | |
| [04:02.21] | Mummified... a lantern in her hand |
| [04:06.96] | And in the light she saw a name: Cound de La Fey |
| [00:00.58] | Artist: king diamond |
| [00:01.71] | Songs Title: the storm |
| [00:03.02] | |
| [00:35.42] | 18 was yesterday today she was |
| [00:39.63] | |
| [00:40.81] | A woman in every single way |
| [00:44.31] | |
| [00:46.38] | Abigail was wathing in the forest where |
| [00:50.81] | |
| [00:51.69] | The darkness, it seems to be alive |
| [00:58.19] | |
| [00:59.06] | It was hours ago that she left her home |
| [01:01.19] | |
| [01:03.00] | The chapel in which Black Horsemen saved and raised her soul |
| [01:07.00] | |
| [01:09.37] | And now in the darkest night a storm was born |
| [01:11.81] | |
| [01:13.75] | And Abigail, she did not know... she was its prey |
| [01:19.36] | |
| [01:29.61] | In the storm itself a monster came alive |
| [01:33.93] | |
| [01:34.62] | Chasing Abigail, lightning from the sky |
| [01:39.05] | |
| [01:40.99] | Ah... then her face turned white |
| [01:44.55] | |
| [01:45.05] | Never did she see the EYE, that cried |
| [01:50.11] | |
| [01:50.93] | Raindrops on her head, weeping for the dead, rain... rain... rain |
| [01:58.30] | |
| [01:58.93] | Turning red |
| [02:00.55] | |
| [02:02.99] | Oh no ... Let me go back to my home ... Oh no ... Oh... |
| [02:11.93] | |
| [02:24.80] | God he looked away the night the storm it came |
| [02:27.74] | |
| [02:28.80] | And Abigail was drawn into the rain |
| [02:32.24] | |
| [02:33.99] | Rain... was pulling on her hair |
| [02:37.49] | |
| [02:39.43] | To where there is a mansion... THE LAIR |
| [02:43.68] | |
| [02:44.93] | Lurking in the dark when lightning struck again |
| [02:48.93] | |
| [02:50.24] | The mansion showed itself... in silhouette |
| [02:55.87] | |
| [03:19.12] | Ah... rusty iron gates |
| [03:21.81] | |
| [03:22.68] | This is where the Little One she waits |
| [03:26.31] | |
| [03:28.81] | Raindrops on her head, weeping for the dead, rain... rain... rain... |
| [03:35.87] | |
| [03:36.62] | Turning red |
| [03:38.12] | |
| [03:40.99] | Oh no ... Let me go back to my home ... Oh no ... Oh |
| [03:50.62] | |
| [03:51.37] | Seeing the little one... knowing that she was a ghost... |
| [03:58.34] | Abigail wondering why she was |
| [04:01.28] | |
| [04:02.21] | Mummified... a lantern in her hand |
| [04:06.96] | And in the light she saw a name: Cound de La Fey |