Gamma Ray - Strangers in the Night Lyrics
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Strangers in the Night
Strangers in the Night Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Strangers in the Night By Gamma Ray?
We lay our souls into your hands
And our freedom remains We ride on wings of hope And our star will rise again Run before you die Can't you hear the warning No regrets tonight, now your end is coming It's your sacrifice, to destroy your body Now you pay the price Raging fury lasts forever Their mission is so glorious Rising hope in all of us There we stand united hand in hand They come from a land far beyond A million miles behind the sun They come from nowhere brave inside Strangers in the night Time is running by, no more deadly spirals Now we realize, pray for our survival Eyes are shining glorious Marching in victorious There they stand united hand in hand They come from a land far beyond A million miles still riding on They come from nowhere brave inside Strangers in the night They come for freedom, Come to fight Come to save us all We are one until we die, Waiting for the call They come from a land far beyond A million miles behind the sun They come to lead us to survive Strangers in the night We lay our souls into your hands And our freedom remains We ride on wings of hope And our star will rise again |
Who Wrote Strangers in the Night By Gamma Ray?
Kai Hansen, Daniel Zimmermann
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What's The Duration Of The Strangers in the Night By Gamma Ray?The duration of Strangers in the Night is 6:03 minutes and seconds. |
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