In the past because there´s no present.

 

Staying there because that was the time when the good things and dreams were lived. There were, there are and there will be other dreams and things to do and live. Being in the past it´s good, in the present not so much, the future only God and time know. Meaning that I know my future, I´ll stay here forever more or I´ll go somewhere else. There´s no doubt in my mind, it´s just a question of time and only time to stay here or not, to ride or not into the future.

Staying in the present and living the present in the present time is not a good thing to do right now. Therefore, the past and the future is what matters, it´s what was and it´s important to me.

Why am I still here?

Time

Two Little Girls

One little girl with dirty fingers Playing with a broken doll As the other girl is lying Digging deep into the ground They seem to play an evil game A game that doesn't have a name Both of them are in the ashes At the stake where witches burn 

If only they could see beyond the ground they play on The girls are laughing still, they think they're having fun They should be far away, watching the sun go down

 One little girl picked up a necklace From the ashes of the witches It had wings and then the other cried out loud ^Now let me have it^ The other looked without a sign Right into the witche's eye The kind of horror that she saw Made her choke for evermore 

I wish they could have seen beyond the ground they played on They would be laughing still, having the best of fun 

They would be far away watching the sun go down

Into The Convent

Madeleine is running away from herself Afraid of shame, she's crying out for help To be clean again No one cared and no one ever will Her feelings were not shared, she wants to break the spell and she's going Into the convent, a smile on her face Into the darkness to hide all her sins Wondering what could go wrong in this place [Father David:] Welcome Sister, I'm Your chaplain Down on Your knees and pray if You please in This convent I'm Your master Kiss My cross now dearest Sister In the Name of ... Madeleine is running away from herself As father David said: At comminion You must be undressed Why did she go Into the convent, a smile on her face Into the darkness to hide all her sins Wondering what could go wrong in this place [Father David:] Come along Sister Madeleine Unfold Your wildest dreams, it's time to join and sing Let the feast begin That night she awoke to find The Eye On the stone cold floor Why, She never ever would know why But she put it on Next day father David passed away At communion time Why, he never ever would know why But he looked at The Eye

Ride for me

Manowar Spirit Horse Of The Cherokee

The trail of tears began for all the Cherokee The white men came to trade and borrow But then they would not leave Some of us were taken by boat and died at sea Those of us who lived were sold to slavery We welcomed them as brothers Knowing nothing of their greed Born hunters not the hunted As the white man hunts for me We are descendants of the animals We live among the free Our trail of tears Would end one day at Wounded Knee Great spirit, thunder birds fly We are wild and free To fight and die by the open sky Spirit Horse ride for me When we do the Ghost Dance The buffalo will return Paint ourselves for war Now blood and fire burn Great Spirit make us strong Take us to the sky The Cherokee are brave We are not afraid to die Great Spirit, thunder birds fly We are wild and free To fight and die by the open sky Spirit Horse ride for me Red Cloud, Black Hawk, Sitting Bull Crazy Horse, Geronimo Strong and brave warriors to the grave There has been much killing There will be much more The medicine man is dancing 

He's calling us to war Hatchets sing with pride Let the white man die

Defender

When you are old enough To read these words Their meaning will unfold These words are all that's left And though we've never met My only son I hope you know That I would have been there To watch you grow But my call was heard and I did go Now your mission Lies ahead of you As it did mine so long ago To help the helpless ones Who all look up to you And to defend them To the end Defender Ride like the wind Fight proud, my son You're the defender God has sent Ride like the wind Fight proud, my son You're the defender God has sent Father, father Father I look up to you And heed thy call This letter ends my search I'll live your dream Now passed on to me And I now wait To shake the hand of fate Like the dusk awaiting dawn So wizards cast your spell With no heart to do me well So it is written, it shall be, yeah Defender Ride like the wind Fight proud, my son You're the defender God has sent Ride like the wind Fight proud, my son You're the defender God has sent Ride like the wind Fight proud, my son You're the defender God has sent Ride like the wind Fight proud, my son You're the defender God has sent Ride like the wind 

Fight proud, my son You're the defender God has sent Ride like the wind Fight proud, my son You're the defender

Behind These Walls

Walking in the garden, picking flowers in the sun Madeleine is on her own She can't see any of the other nuns Is she blind or is it her mind What's going on? What's going on behind these walls What's going on? All the birds are singing, but Madeleine can't hear their song Memories of screams in the night Moaning coming from below where the prison cells are cold She does not understand what's going on Now the bell is ringing, communion time has come again Is Father Picard really a friend? The bible in her hands reminds her of the wine 

The sour tasting blood of Christ 

What's going on? What's going on behind these walls What's going on? What's going on? What's going on behind these walls

The sword´s sheets

Meetings

Secret meetings

Book pages

1642 Imprisonment

Sacrifice, holy rites, secrecy and alter wine Black candies burning low to the meetings again they go Liam can't wait to take away another soul Oh it's a shame, Liam was so insane In the year of 1642, it came to an end In 1642, imprisonment Sacrifice, holy rites, secrecy and alter wine Black death come this way, Father Liam will soon be going He's ill, so sick, now his meetings are forever over Oh it's a shame, they went along with his game In the year of 1642, it came to an end In 1642, imprisonment Sacrifice, holy rites, secrecy and alter wine The nuns can't take her blame One after one they suffer a breakdown Confession, confession, they confess to diabolic possession Oh it's shame, even Madeleine has gone insane In the year of 1642, Madeline was leaving hell in 1642, she found freedom in her prison cell

The sign of the cross The name of the rose A fire in the sky The sign of the cross The name of the rose The sign of the cross Lost the love of heaven above Chose the lust of the earth below Eleven saintly shrouded men Come to wash my sins away

Me roof ride pages