He was the son of fallen god Who didn't fall on knees He saw the hell so many times That in a heavens gates He started to feel freeze They all are nothing in this game That we call our live But he won't lose Yeah! He will win
Hey! Hey! You, under.. You under sight of thunder!
No one will help you to stand up (Hey! Hey! Hey!) No one will pray over you grave (No one will) There's nothing to lose But you have chanse to get
tomorrow
He spits on the immortall soul Cause he burns down his own And thousands sharp'n'poisend blaids Whisper that he's alone
That he's alone.
You won't forget the wolf over the sea No one will They want even see you until Someone feels the fangs in his neck
(Hey! Hey! Hey!) No one will pray over you grave (No one will) There's nothing to lose But you have chanse to get
Tomorrow
Hey! Hey! You, under.. You under sight of thunder!