Heirs Of The Ancient Tales

In deepest past a boy had a dream To go out to sea and find the freedom To challenge the oceans and ride the storm To seek the honour and reach the sky Fulfill your dreams... After a drunken night he hired on a ship The "Soldier of Fortune" - an

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Submit Lyrics Your name will be printed as part of the credit when your lyric is approved. 专辑:Heirs Of The Ancient Tales 歌手:Elivagar 歌曲:Schlachtgelage