[THE GATHERING THE NIGHT BEFORE:]
Time has come
The dawn shall see us off again
Glory rides
The stars shall be our watching guide
We know
God is ready
And he's willing
To fill our veins it takes my mind away
Hot sun
Splitting thunder
Deafening
Violent storms
We sail atop the highest wave in search of our viking gold
And turn our backs into the night
We sail into the night
As the mighty desert wind blows through the mountains
Still she sails our trusty ship across the sea
And we raise our glasses high to this good life
See our torches brandish light upon the free
Cowards running to the hills no courage in their eyes
Shadowed terrors prey on them no mercy in their eyes
Their battle's over long before they have a chance to pray
But we shall stand steadfast our ground
Unmoved through the day
Let us drink to the spirit
That has given us the power
To rule with the mightiest of swords
Through all of the
Land
[VOYAGE:]
[DEAD CALM:]
[APPROACHING STORM:]
Our ship now listless drifting aimlessly through the tide
This calm before the storm screams over high
This must be madness cause the sky is growing blacker
Than the shadow of a dead star in regression of its power
If the darkness that surrounds you leaves you nowhere you can run to
I impolore you fall down to your knees
And pray these tentacles released their grip
[STORM:]
Well you and I do not belong here
Will we return
I cannot believe
Strong winds
Twisting and tearing our sails off
I'm hiding my eyes
You are fading away
[ENCHANTMENT:]
[LEGEND:]
Misfortune paints their lonely story
A thousand years shall endure
Unfold the tale of that dark day
Their mystics ship so far from sure
They sailed away
Into
Another sea
A mystery
To us all
Beware the waves
You sail upon
In ships so strong
It is our belief
This story's true