Once a man that knew no fear, a nation proud and free. No darkness framed upon our land, a beacon in dark seas. Warrior ruled his people, he kept us safe and fed. He earned his strength in honour, a crown upon his head.
The dark clouds are gathering - the storm has killed the feast! The people cry and cower - as onwards crawls the beast!
Now it's system rules here, the warrior seems now dead. It's creed is called deception, the nation has been bled. All thou we have been weakened, the spirit has not died. And one day soon I know not when, to freedom we shall ride.
The dark clouds are gathering - the storm has killed the feast! The people cry and cower - as onwards crawls the beast!
The dark clouds are gathering - the storm has killed the feast! The people cry and cower - as onwards crawls the beast!
Now it's system rules here, the warrior seems now dead. It's creed is called deception, the nation has been bled. All thou we have been weakened, the spirit has not died. And one day soon I know not when, to freedom we shall ride.
The dark clouds are gathering - the storm has killed the feast! The people cry and cower - as onwards crawls the beast! The dark clouds are gathering - the storm has killed the feast! The people cry and cower - as onwards crawls the beast, crawls the beast - ohoo, ohoo!