BIDE OUR TIME (Del Vecchio, Alpenborg) Beneath the moon's cold, silver light Shadows dance in the dead of night Whispers echo through the ancient trees A haunting tale of forgotten pleas In the depths of dreams, we find our fears Lost in realms of sorrow and tears In the silence of the abyss Where nightmares reign, we'll call it home A symphony of darkness, a chilling rhyme In the heart of the night, we'll bide our time Windswept moors, a desolate moan Echoes of souls forever alone In the hollow eyes of the moonlit gaze Lies the tale of eternal daze

In the depths of dreams, we find our fears Lost in realms of sorrow and tears In the silence of the abyss Where nightmares reign, we'll call it home A symphony of darkness, a chilling rhyme In the heart of the night, we'll bide our time

 A requiem for the forgotten souls In the haunting melody, we find our roles Through the haunted halls of despair In the grip of darkness, we'll lay our name

In the silence of the abyss Where nightmares reign, we'll call it home A symphony of darkness, a chilling rhyme In the heart of the night, we'll bide our time