Avantasia je projekt metalové opery, napsaná a zkomponovaná frontmanem skupiny Edguy - Tobiasem Sammetem. Název projektu je složený ze slov Avalon a Fantasia. Označuje svět mimo lidskou představu. (citát z bookletu). Vznik kapely Avantasia V roce...

Píseň: Black Orchid

Interpret:
Avantasia
Album:
The Mystery of Time
I never wanted guidance
To tell me where to find
A light in the darkness
Cause the dark I'd push aside
No time for dreaming of a distant Paradise
No time for tales of good and evil


Another correlation: as above so below
Another analysing where illusions fail to show
The face of the maker who'd leave you alone
Without a sense of comprehension


When that meadow - in front of my eyes - will have dried away
Will my senses wither like flowers on my grave
Will this wave of becoming flow into the void of time


The final hour:
When Never and Now become one
Will I find the orchid
The final hour: 
Door to the garth of eternity?
Or withered orchid meadows?
Everybody's praying
But what if God is just a threat
And everybody's straying?
If only they would just forget
Everybody's craving
For a ghost light in the haze:
You'll lose your minds one after another


Everybody's craving
For what doesn't have a name or a face
So reason could fit it in the frame
In quest of the orchid:
A glimmer in the daze
Till I awake to the sound of rigour


What if that meadow in your mind is just a fantasy?
And if it wanted to be seen why must you believe?


Wil this wave of becoming flow into the void of time


The final hour
When Never and Now become one


Will I find the orchid


The final hour
Door to the garth of eternity


Or withered orchid meadows


Black orchid
Strange and beautiful
Oh black orchid I must find you


I remember that morning
He had to be told
What he couldn't remember
After he'd spoken to the wall


And I gave to repression
What I must not have seen
What even believers
Must unlearn to unbelieve


The final hour
When Never and Now become one
Will I find the orchid
The final hour
Door to the garth of eternity


Or withered orchids
The final hour
When Never and Now become one