Aina Flight Of Torek Lyrics

Flight Of Torek Lyrics

[Narrator: Tobias Sammet]

[Talon: Glenn Hughes]

[Torek: Thomas Rettke]

[Backing Vocals: Robert Hunecke-Rizzo]



[Narrator:]

The King has ruled a reign of long

And good and fair he was to all

But alas, the sun sets on his time

Which renders him frail and small

The throne now calls the next in line

Where Torek stands, proud and strong

His destiny writ in the books of old

To rule as King in the House of Ainean



[Chorus:]

But pride can come to rule the ones

Whose hearts are faintly clouded

For love can blind and torture you

And in rage leave you shrouded

Destruction of a soul

Can be the aftermath of loss

Then fear the flight of Torek

For it will bring chaos!



The crown that lays upon his head

Is surely bright and shining

But won't compare to his shining love

For whom his heart is pining

A queen he needs to fill the place

Beside his throne now empty

And he's longed for his Lady Oria

For a thousand years and twenty



[Chorus]



Of his love he'd said to none

Whilst plans he'd had to make

And on the eve that he would profess

His plans he came to break

For Talon came, his brother dear

Shaking with delight

And with growing rage did Torek hear

His love was taken claim that night



[Talon:]

My brother, I have such news to share

My longing kept hidden in strife

My heart is overjoicing

For soon I shall have a wife

To Oria Allyahan

Did I profess my love

And fall into my arms did she

And say that she did love...

... me too



[Narrator:]

Fire coursing through his veins

To Oria he ran

To beg her if it all was true

To pray to understand



So hear did he her true heart said

Her love belonged to his brother

And curse did he their new found love



[Aina Choir:]

For cursed she should be

If she didn't love he!



[Narrator:]

And should be content with no other!



[Aina Choir:]

Yes, cursed she will be

If she doesn't love he!



[Narrator:]

Out he storms from Aina fair

A self-imposed exile

Far he'll go to escape the burn

Of rejection's bitter bile

Out he storms not looking back

And vows to never return

For now he hates the lovely land

And would rather see it burned



[Torek:]

For how I hate that lovely land

And will someday see it burn!!