In a time when the men lost the meaning of fear From the top of the clouds where the spires appear To the unyielding hand of the king, a message they bring Walls are sinking down
For thousands years at the peak of the sky The safeguard of kings and the falcons they fly Had the gods disappeared? Or worse - a terrible curse? Threatening the crown
Make haste to the sky! Destruction is nigh! We must not lose hope or our kingdom will die. On thunder we sail, we search for a trail, with strength in our hearts we know we cannot fail
As we sail towards the top of desolate hill A body lies broken and utterly still The horror reflects in our eyes - the falcon king lies cold and lifeless
With a poisoned black arrow shot straight through his heart This must be the work of the beasts of the dark But surely the prince has survived? Was he captured alive? No time left to guess
Make haste to the sky! Destruction is nigh! We must not lose hope or our kingdom will die. To the lair of beasts, far away to the east, pursuing them until the prince is released
Far into the sky, On the northern winds we will fly Following the beasts, Resolve until the curse is released Woah, We will never give in, we fight to the end Holding weapons high, We are the warriors - the masters of the sky
We dive through the cursed breach In the cold and the dark where the sun cannot reach Surrounded by piercing stares As I let loose my arrow I shall not despair
Returning to the sky, past the mighty spires we fly With the prince released, now begins the era of peace Woah, We never gave in, we fought to the end Holding weapons high, We are the warriors - the masters of the sky