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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

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