Standing at the prow of my dragon ship its the dawn of a day A day we sail south to a foreign land and I'm leading the way Silently carving through the sea we raise up our oars The wind in our sails will guide us to these foreign shores
Our lookout sights a monastery on the shores up ahead Surrounded by Christian monks who'll soon be dead Pagan warriors jumping into shallow sea Charging up the barren beach all following me
Monks screaming all around Their monastery burning to the ground As we drowned their bodies in the sea so grey Where was their god this day
The expression of pain on a monks face as i plunge in my sword In his final desperate he cries for his lord Their home now burns around them in the dusk of the day Their land now plundered and bloodied as we sail away
Monks screaming all around Their monastery burning to the ground As we drowned their bodies in the sea so grey Where was their god this dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
