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Discovery
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Magica Theme
01 : 16
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Lord of the Last Day
04 : 04
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Fever Dreams
04 : 37
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Turn to Stone
05 : 19
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Feed My Head
05 : 39
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Eriel
07 : 22
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Challis
04 : 25
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As Long as It’s Not About Love
06 : 04
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Losing My Insanity
05 : 03
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Annica
03 : 43
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Otherworld
04 : 56
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Magica (reprise)
01 : 53
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Lord of the Last Day (reprise)
00 : 42
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Magica Story
18 : 26
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Track Lyrics
Lord of the Last Day Lyrics
6 ContributorsLord of the Last Day LyricsAliens: Please continue
I love the night
So many shadows
Unholy light
Putting out the spark
Leave them in the dark
Forever
I can wait for you
Your end is my life
All lies are true
Secrets of the heart
You can take them all
To heaven
I don't feel pain or sorrow
The child's a man tomorrow
Crossing the line, then he's mine
Don't care which god you follow
Whose promises you swallow
Time and again, we must meet at the end
It's all right
When the music is over
Come on and dance
For the lord of the last day
I love the night
So many shadows
Unholy light
Secrets of the heart
Leave them in the dark
Forever
Fever Dreams Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Lately when my demons drag the night across my eyes
I just can't seem to fight it anymore
Yield unto temptation and be ruler of the world
But it seems that I have heard that song before
And the voices begin to sing
"Come home!"
[Verse 2]
I have seen some evil as I've walked upon the earth
But this is way beyond what eyes can see
Wicked is as wicked does and if I lose control
Is this the way that hell is gonna be?
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Have I fallen too far to rise?
Been burning too long in the fire
Then it all falls down
Tearing the night away
[Chorus]
It must be fever dreams
Fever dreams
Fever dreams
[Verse 3]
Now before my demons roll the night across my eyes
I tremble as I wait perhaps to sin
Yield unto temptation and be ruler of the world
And all I do is let the beast come in
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Have I fallen too far to rise?
I've been standing too long in the fire
Let it all fall down
Tearing the night away
[Outro]
It must be fever dreams
From the outside – fever dreams
Fever dreams
Fever dreams
Fever dreams
Fever dreams
Fever dreams
Fever dreams
Fever dreams
Fever dreams
Turn to Stone Lyrics
6 ContributorsTurn to Stone LyricsWelcome to sundown
Welcome to the dark
Could it be that evil has heroes?
Bring everybody down
Celebration
Passing of the light
Giving up your spirit to the night
You'll turn to stone (Turn to stone)
Just forever
You'll turn to stone (Turn to stone)
Here comes a fire
We'll burn it to the ground
Inside the page lies the power
We've turned it all around
Celebration
Words have control
To take away your heart and then your soul
You'll turn to stone (Turn to stone)
Just forever
You'll turn to stone, turn to stone
All pray for a miracle
But the wishes in the well have all gone dry
There's no way for a miracle
It's not the way you live it's how you'll die
Welcome to sundown
Welcome to the dark
Could it be that evil has heroes?
We've turned it all around
Celebration
Words have control
To take away your heart and then your soul
You'll turn to stone (Turn to stone)
Just forever
You'll turn to stone
You'll turn to stone (Turn to stone)
Aliens: Concerning the inhabitants of Otherworld. There are many similarities to be found, parallel to our own society. The individual must be absorbed. The collective must be as one. Feed my head!
Challis Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I am a rock and you are glass
Never broken, never last
And if you're in my way I'll knock you down
If it's a joke I'll never laugh
Here's exactly how I see you in the light
[Chorus]
You're like a tear in the ocean
Dust in the wind
Like a stone in the water
Gonna sleep with the devil's daughter
[Verse 2]
I am your shock
I am your shame
Another face without a name
And if you think I'm angry, just come over
I need to tell just who you are
My description of the world I've seen so far
[Chorus 2]
You're like a tear in the ocean
Dust in the wind
Like a stone in the water
I'm gonna marry the devil's daughter
[Verse 3]
I am a rock and you are glass
If it's a joke, nobody laugh
And even when you know you're guilty, still you're right
[Outro]
You're like a tear in the ocean
Dust in the wind
Like a stone in the water
Like a spark in the fire
Dust in the sand
Like a stone in the water
I'm gonna run with the devil's daughter
Run, run, run, run, run away
Losing My Insanity Lyrics
6 ContributorsLosing My Insanity LyricsSomeone said
You'll light up the universe
It's there in your head then
Crazy comes to call
Break me down
I'm only an everyone
Running from free
Running for me
And though it's not of my choosing
I'm losing my insanity
Again
Someone said
Forever was yesterday
So open your head when
Crazy comes around
Break me down
I'm only an innocent
Howl at the moon
Knowing that soon
And though it's always confusing
I'm losing my insanity
Round and round
Like the wheels in my mind
Round and round
And down and down and round
And down and round
Someone said
Believe in your other side
It's there in your head and
Waiting for a ride
Break me down
Oh, once I was everything
Breaking the law
Quick on the draw
And though it's not of my choosing
I'm losing my insanity
Again
Lord of the Last Day (reprise) Lyrics
6 ContributorsLord of the Last Day LyricsAliens: Please continue
I love the night
So many shadows
Unholy light
Putting out the spark
Leave them in the dark
Forever
I can wait for you
Your end is my life
All lies are true
Secrets of the heart
You can take them all
To heaven
I don't feel pain or sorrow
The child's a man tomorrow
Crossing the line, then he's mine
Don't care which god you follow
Whose promises you swallow
Time and again, we must meet at the end
It's all right
When the music is over
Come on and dance
For the lord of the last day
I love the night
So many shadows
Unholy light
Secrets of the heart
Leave them in the dark
Forever
Magica Story Lyrics
7 ContributorsThe Magica Story LyricsAn “extra” to the album, “Magica Story” is the first part of the story that is narrated with songs throughout the album and it’s read for the listener by Ronnie James Dio. It essentially sums up the entire… Read More It has been a thousand years since the once powerful planet of Blessing lost its life-giving two suns, and countless millennia since the days of the great magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an unexplained lone beacon far below the miles of frozen moisture, they unlocked a written history of Blessing from its almost undiscovered tomb. So begins the story of Magica
It was a time of celebration. The Book of Magica and the wizards who had used its spells so wisely for the good of the people were being honored in all the great cities of the world. There was however an exception. Where good thrives, evil survives and evil has plans for survival
The celebration of thanks and prosperity would signal the forces of Evilsyde to begin the attack and ultimate capture and destruction of Magica. The spells from the Book would be used to turn all of those unwilling to join Evilsyde into statues of stone and send their spirits to Otherworld, where they would eventually be assimilated into the energy needed to drive Evilsyde, and maintain its power without the necessity of the Book and its incantations forever
Defenses were naturally relaxed during the festive preparations and although the battle was well-fought by both factions, the minions of the dark prevailed. Their assault was well-planned and executed to a fault. After overwhelming their initial opposition, they pushed on to the sacred ground upon which the Book of Magica rested. They possessed a much weaker form of magic themselves, and although it would be normally quite useless against the strength of Magica, the inability of the Wizards to gather themselves together in time, coupled with the perfect timing and determination of the attackers, spelled doom for the Book and its followers
The leader of the insurrection was the high priest and executioner known as Shadowcast. His presence could make the naughtiest of children become obedient and inspire great fear among the adult population. This man, most vile, would now be ruler of all and answerable to none. His reign would plunge Blessing into eternal darkness and prepare the way for the coming of his master, Astoroth, the Grand Duke of Hell
The capture of Magica did not, however, mean that Shadowcast had finally reached his goal. He must now find and conquer Blessing's Grand Wizard and legendary hero, Eriel. Eriel, who defeated Evilsyde time and again with his understanding and use of Magica's spells. He would be the last stumbling block to total domination
Eriel had removed himself from the general population in anticipation of everlasting peace and now he devoted all of his energy to meditation and praise of his God. Lately though, he had been visited by many temptations in his dreams. Promises of pleasure, riches and power raced through his sleeping mind. All these lures had been placed there by Shadowcast, hoping to avoid confrontation between this dominant man and his own villainous forces. Eriel however had resisted these solicitations and was now warned of some impending danger. He managed to make his way to the sacred ground by cloaking his identity with simple spells, only to be discovered just before his attempt to rescue the Book of Magica, but not before he was able to memorize the most important of Magica's charms. The spell of Restoration
The ceremony of thanksgiving was now directed toward the transmission of spirits to Otherworld. One by one the good souls of Blessing were turned to stone and sent on to their grisly fate, until only the noble Eriel remained. The spectacle that followed was meant to degrade Eriel and raise the courage of the cowardly supplicants of Evilsyde, but true to his indominantable bearing, he promised to return and banish Evilsyde forever. Then he was gone
The horrors of Otherworld are now revealed to the masses huddled together for some small measure of comfort. First the adults were separated from their children amid cries and pleas for help. Next the old ones were taken away and assigned to a place very near the assimilation site. They were guarded by monstrous, misshapen denizens of this mist- shrouded netherland, who constantly harangued the inmates with promises of pain and extermination. Intermittent bursts of flame shot up from jagged cracks in the ground, threatening to consume anyone in its path. Shrieks of torment could be heard piercing the murky atmosphere, further unnerving the petrified captives. Only one seemed unaffected by all the inflicted fear and turmoil. Eriel's strength and determination soon pacified the men and women with whom he was confined. When they all became more calm and subdued, he began to speak to them softly as an adult to his children. "Long ago you entrusted me to protect the Book of Magica and to be faithful to its special purpose. It must seem that I have failed you and condemned us all to oblivion, but fear not! This hell is only a test of your faith and resolve. The power of Magica did not vanish in fire. On the third day I will evoke the spell of Restoration. United we shall return to Blessing and, armed with the strength of Magica, we will be triumphant. Many will perish, but Magica and our souls cannot be restored until three days have passed. Take heart my friends. Victory awaits you."
Even magic has its limitations and, as Eriel explained to his flock, the spell could not be activated until a waiting period of at least three days. One third of the souls of Blessing would be melded into the Evilsyde collective before Eriel could be effective with the words of Restoration
The old ones were the first to go. Cries of encouragement and hope were shouted to the condemned as they trudged slowly to their fate. One by one they were thrown into the assimilation chamber where a blinding blue spark gave evidence of their demise. With each burst Eriel's heavy heart ached with guilt for his part in this slaughter of his charges. If only he had not become so complacent. He above all should never have let this tragedy transpire
In the compound holding the young adults, an insurrection of sorts was occurring. A boy of seventeen years called Challis was urging an uprising among his captured companions. Futile though it was, it earned Challis a place in the cell adjoining Eriel's. His rantings and ravings were soon quelled by Eriel's quiet urging and the two settled into serious conversation. Eriel knew his time of assimilation was near and only hoped it would not be scheduled before the three day waiting period for Restoration was ended. Shadowcast wanted to personally oversee Eriel's termination but couldn't abandon his duties on Blessing until all was secure. Would there be enough time?
Eriel realized some of his own strong qualities in Challis and decided that this was an opportunity not to be lost. He instructed Challis to remove all anger from his mind and hate from his heart. Only the pure could receive and transmit this most important of spells. Convinced that this young man was ready, he joined with his spirit and gave him these words. "Sanasha Gorath Sollis Arcanna." Words that would resurrect the masses if delivered correctly and in time
Over two days had passed before Shadowcast was ready for travel to Otherworld to deliver Eriel to his fate. His journey through Otherworld was marked by what could pass for cheers, if they weren't shouted from the mouths of utterly inhuman shapes and forms. Upon his arrival he instructed the guards to take him straight to Eriel. Once there he announced with great satisfaction that he would personally supervise Eriel's execution in a matter of hours. Nearby, Challis loudly voiced his objection to this treatment of his newly met hero and was rewarded by kicks and punches until he could no longer speak. Eriel's heart sank. Had he misjudged Challis and entrusted his people's future to a reckless youth? Eriel's mind wandered to his own younger days. He too had been restless and foolhardy, but in time had outgrown these traits and become the adored leader of Blessing. He wondered if Challis had yet experienced love. Eriel himself had turned his back on the beautiful and innocent Annica. She was his intended from birth, but he couldn't let love for this saintly child cloud his duties to Blessing and the Book
One hour remained in the wait for Restoration. Eriel's hopes were soaring. Surely Shadowcast would fail once again. But as that thought surfaced, so did Evilsyde's dark leader. Eriel was led away with head held high, but as he passed Challis he gave just the slightest nod. A gesture that wasn't lost on the youth. Eriel was then taken to the assimilation chamber and strapped to the cross-like structure in the middle of the room. Seconds were all that stood in the way of resurrection or destruction. Shadowcast walked to Eriel, presumably to gloat one last time to his old nemesis. Eriel welcomed the time that would be wasted, but at the last moment Shadowcast seemed to reconsider and raised his arm in signal for the end to begin. The arm dropped and, with crackle and hiss, Eriel was no more. Shadowcast and his minions erupted with joy. Never again to be slaves. Now to be masters
Challis heard the cheering and knew that Eriel had passed without time to summon the spell. Now only he could influence the future. He heard the rattling of armor and realized they were coming for him. Soon the guards appeared and dragged the struggling Challis from his confinement. One of his jailers struck him a mighty blow across the face and suddenly all his anger left him. He was sure of what he must do. Thunder starts from silence and he would be thunder
Challis was taken to the chamber and secured to the cross. Shadowcast approached him and asked if he had any last thing to say before assimilation. Challis smiled and said he did. Then with an evil laugh, Shadowcast raised his arm and announced that his question was only a final killing joke. It was now or never. As the arm fell in signal, Challis shouted out the spell. "Sanasha Gorath Sollis Arcanna" and all hell actually broke loose. Challis and the good folk of Blessing were bathed in an incredible rush of light. Shadowcast and all his wicked throng writhed in agony in the darkness they were spawned from, as the fierce illumination sought them out and consumed each troll, ogre and gargoyle in a horrible melting frenzy. Shadowcast, hiding in the last black space to be found, watched the light creep irresistibly toward him. At the last moment he cloaked his body with his unpriestly robe and muttered what sounded like an oath as the light touched the cloth. The robe erupted into flame and then there was nothing. Surely Shadowcast was also consumed by fire! But that tale would not yet be told. Now as each remaining citizen of Blessing was transported instantly back to their home, they found themselves standing among thousands of recognizable stone statues. These monuments represented their fallen comrades and would ever be a lasting testament to the dangers of evil and the power of Magica
Now came the time of mourning. Funeral pyres brightened the night sky for weeks and songs of sorrow could be heard across the land long after the flames had sputtered and died. When the prolonged periods of grieving had ended, the citizens and their council directed attention to the task of anointing a new leader and protector of the restored Book of Magica. The choice seemed a simple one. Challis had resurrected the populace and the Book, but many questioned his youth and inexperience
The debate raged on as the time of choosing approached. The candidates were summoned to the sacred place. Eloquent speeches were made on behalf of them all. Only Challis lacked a champion and it seemed certain that he would be passed over. "Will anyone speak for the boy?" asked the council. The question was greeted by silence as the judges turned away to cast their votes. Then the quiet was broken. A handsome woman with golden hair, now flecked with traces of gray, spoke: "Challis must be chosen. This is the secret I have carried with me for all these years. Although I was once rebuffed by my only true love, Eriel, our brief union produced the young man standing before you. Eriel was never to know that he had sired this free spirit, but he will live on through his son's achievements if you now find him worthy." So spoke Annica, mother of Challis
The decision was now reached quickly. Annica's revelation left little doubt in the minds of the councillors that Challis should indeed succeed his father. Evilsyde had been defeated, Shadowcast was hopefully destroyed, Challis had been chosen to lead his people and, despite the huge number of casualties, the old way of life began again. But, evil does not easily die. Shadowcast did indeed survive and persist in his attempts to challenge and conquer Blessing. Great battles would be fought. Brave heroes would rise to the occasion and legends were created. There was, of course, the unforgettable War of the Darkpeace when Challis... Ah! But that's another story