Rising high

Sailing with desire

Loss of war

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

Here we stand

We will feed the fire

Wo, oh oh oh...

Rising high, fight the sky.