Set sail for victory
The throne of might, from my empty fight
the place from a turned and a dying flame
The throne of might, the empty fight
the place from a turned and a dying flame
Ref:
This is a story from above, from a sailing ship for fight
this songs are different, songs of a beauty shine
We are the silence, fill with rig and beauty
We are the bad boy, with no honour like a boil of a loud war
Ref:
This is a story from above....
Like we tried to turn the attitude
with a power of the sound.
But the king of the throne, took the strongest past
in land with the tourist of the serious battle.
A miss of this battle, the chosen one sure got painfull.
The sounds echo, we got paid into the boil.
Ref:
This is a story from above....