2 acessos
Look upon this crown as it does, shine
Ripped from the skulls of foes which heads refined
This gold shall last us till the end of time
We shall save our land from it's great decline
Roaming through the lands that find us
Let us put this day behind us
Raise your hand and sing forth your honor
As we sit upon, glorious treasures
From the scourge which laugh and bathe in thyme
We now claim the wealth, you hath deprived
We travel now to our only home
Join us now in this hymn etched in stone
Roaming through the lands that find us
Let us put this day behind us
Raise your hand and sing forth your honor
As we sit upon, glorious treasures
(Ohhh, oh oh oh)
Roaming through the lands that find us
Let us put this day behind us
Raise your hand and sing forth your honor
As we sit upon, glorious treasures