Dark Rides - Walk the Floors mp3 album
- Performer: Dark Rides
- Title: Walk the Floors
- Genre: Other
- Formats: MIDI VOC DTS MP3 AU WMA AAC
- MP3 album: 1552 mb
- FLAC album: 1822 mb
- Rating: 4.2/5
- Votes: 874
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The Dark Ride is the ninth studio album by German power metal band Helloween, released in 2000. The album's style was quite different from Better Than Raw as it had a much darker sound, very tuned down guitars, and gruffer vocals. The album was produced by renowned figures Roy Z and Charlie Bauerfeind. It is also the last studio album to feature guitarist Roland Grapow and drummer Uli Kusch, both of whom were fired after completion of the supporting tour for the album.
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From the Album: The Sounding (1986) Walk with me tonight There's a need to believe all we've seen Walk with me tonight Slightly to the right A stroll through the woods will do you good Walk into the night And I don't have the answers or directions Walk into the night And I'd like to dance upon these questions. Walk into the night Walking under light after light in the night in the streets in the suburbs Sounds reach my ears as the yawning lawns settle for sleep In the glow of a lamp post alive with the dance of the glass tapping beetles and moths I see the number