Set sail for victory کے بول

The throne of might, from my empty fight the place from a turned and a dying flame The throne of might, the empty fight the place from a turned and a dying flame This is a story from above, from a sailing ship for fight this songs are different, songs of a beauty shine We are the silence, fill with rig and beauty We are the bad boy, with no honour like a boil of a loud war Like we tried to turn the attitude with a power of the sound. But the king of the throne, took the strongest past in land with the tourist of the serious battle. A miss of this battle, the chosen one sure got painfull. The sounds echo, we got paid into the boil.