[THE GATHERING THE NIGHT BEFORE:]



Time has come 

The dawn shall see us off again 

Glory rides 

The stars shall be our watching guide 

We know 

God is ready 

And he's willing 

To fill our veins it takes my mind away 

Hot sun 

Splitting thunder 

Deafening 

Violent storms 

We sail atop the highest wave in search of our viking gold 

And turn our backs into the night 

We sail into the night 



As the mighty desert wind blows through the mountains 

Still she sails our trusty ship across the sea 

And we raise our glasses high to this good life 

See our torches brandish light upon the free 



Cowards running to the hills no courage in their eyes 

Shadowed terrors prey on them no mercy in their eyes 

Their battle's over long before they have a chance to pray 

But we shall stand steadfast our ground 

Unmoved through the day 



Let us drink to the spirit 

That has given us the power 

To rule with the mightiest of swords 

Through all of the 

Land 



[VOYAGE:]



[DEAD CALM:]



[APPROACHING STORM:]



Our ship now listless drifting aimlessly through the tide 

This calm before the storm screams over high 

This must be madness cause the sky is growing blacker 

Than the shadow of a dead star in regression of its power 

If the darkness that surrounds you leaves you nowhere you can run to 

I impolore you fall down to your knees 

And pray these tentacles released their grip 



[STORM:]



Well you and I do not belong here 

Will we return 

I cannot believe 

Strong winds 

Twisting and tearing our sails off 

I'm hiding my eyes 

You are fading away 



[ENCHANTMENT:]



[LEGEND:]



Misfortune paints their lonely story 

A thousand years shall endure 

Unfold the tale of that dark day 

Their mystics ship so far from sure 



They sailed away 

Into 

Another sea 

A mystery 

To us all 

Beware the waves 

You sail upon 

In ships so strong 

It is our belief 

This story's true