[THE GATHERING THE NIGHT BEFORE]
The dawn shall see us off again
The stars shall be our watching guide
and He's willing to fill our veins
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
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
[DEAD CALM - Instrumental]
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 implore you fall down to your knees and pray these tentacles release their grip
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 - Instrumental]
Misfortune paints their lonely story
A thousand years shall endure
Unfold the tale of that dark day
Their mystic ship so far from shore
They sailed away into another sea,
Beware the waves you sail upon in ships so strong
It is our belief this story's true