Rising high Sailing with desire Loss of war Mark of the crusade Here we stand We will feed the fire Wo, oh oh oh…
Stormy night of sorrow How could I ever expect I was with my brothers by my side Suddenly I lost them Are they gone? Will we then meet again? No, I have no fear
There is a star in the sky Shining and leading my way
I claim back what is mine! There’s my bride, please let her go I warn you, Isaac, hear my sigh If you fight against us I swear, you won’t see the light again Not even a beam
There is a star in the sky Shining and leading my way
Set them free They will need a leader We will put him in silver chains My crusaders, sons of England Conquerers of the world
Rising high Sailing with desire Loss of war Mark of the crusade Here we stand We will feed the fire Wo, oh oh oh… Rising high, fight the sky.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.