The Banishment
VILLAGERS (ROBERT SOETERBOEK):
Mmmm....
Have you seen his eyes,
Up in the skies,
Like hypnotized?
And he never smiles,
He never cries.
Have you heard his song,
Fierce and strong,
Right or wrong?
Should he be condemned?
For he doesn't belong.
AYREON:
What have I done?
VILLAGERS:
You've aroused the forces of destruction!
AYREON:
What have I done?
VILLAGERS:
You've unleashed the rage of the gods!
AYREON:
What have I done?
VILLAGERS:
You've denounced the wonder of creation!
AYREON:
What have I done?
VILLAGERS:
You've betrayed your own,
Now you have to pay!
It has been foretold,
In days of old,
An evil soul,
Will corrupt the world,
To achieve his goal.
He's the devil's seed!
An evil breed,
He's gonna make you bleed!
He'll take all he needs,
With uncontrollable greed!
AYREON:
What have I done?
VILLAGERS:
You've aroused the forces of destruction!
AYREON:
What have I done?
VILLAGERS:
You've unleashed the rage of the gods!
AYREON:
What have I done?
VILLAGERS:
You've denounced the wonder of creation!
AYREON:
What have I done?
VILLAGERS:
You've betrayed your own,
Now you have to pay!
You have to pay!
AYREON:
I've done nothing at all!
No, nothing at all! (Ohh I'm an innocent man!)
I've done nothing at all!
No, nothing at all! (Let me go!)
I've done nothing at all! (What did I do?)
No, nothing at all! (What did I do?)
I've done nothing at all! (Let me go!)
No, nothing at all!
(Innocent man, at the end of the day... I'm an innocent man...
All the time... You've got me wrong...You've got me...
What did I do? What did I do?...)
AYREON (JAN-CHRIS DE KOEIJER):
If I have died, then this must be hell!
If I am alive, I cannot break this gruesome spell!
I am seeking relief, and finding none!
I have fallen into oblivion!
A force within dominates my tormented soul!
And empowers me to regain absolute control!
I shall not yield, for I am the chosen one!
Who shall rise from... oblivion!
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