The

song

that

ang-

els

sing,

The

spell

that

calls:

the

gath-

er-

ing!

The

ma-

gic

that

will

bring,

e-

ter-

nal

life:

the

gath-

er-

ing!

The

gath-

er-

ing!

I

see

a

world

in

an-

ger,

I

see

a

world

in

pain.

Each

day

a

dif-

ferent

sto-

ry,

but

still

the

mes-

sage

is

the

same.

Hard

news

I

set

be-

side

me,

sweet

dreams

is

what

I

need.

What

day-

light

wants

to

show

me,

at

night

ap-

pears

to

be

in-

sane!

The

song

that

ang-

els

sing,

The

spell

that

calls:

the

gath-

er-

ing!

The

ma-

gic

that

will

bring,

e-

ter-

nal

life:

the

gath-

er-

ing!

My

cards,

the

ones

to

choose

from,

the

role

they

play

to-

night.

Which

ones

em-

brace

their

loved

ones?

Which

ones

will

sum-

mon

for

a

fight?

Show

me

your

pre-

cious

dar-

ling

and

I

will

crush

them

all.

Wave

with

your

blood-

ed

sword

and

I'll

kiss

to

show

I'm

not

a-

fraid.

The

song

that

ang-

els

sing,

The

spell

that

calls:

the

gath-

er-

ing!

The

ma-

gic

that

will

bring,

e-

ter-

nal

life:

the

gath-

er-

ing!

The

song

that

ang-

els

sing,

The

spell

that

calls:

the

gath-

er-

ing!

The

ma-

gic

that

will

bring,

e-

ter-

nal

life:

the

gath-

er-

ing!

The

gath-

er-

ing!