paroles de chanson By Storm - Craving

Twelve golden moons have passed
Since we last strived for domination
At dawn we've risen from the ashes of Pompeii
The scions of Yavin and Targaryen as our guard
Four furious men will ride tonight

Take your sword, prepare your shield
Get ready for the battlefield
Guard your backs and strain your bows
We'll take this field by storm

We're back and stronger than before
The stakes are high, you know the score
We'll fight together back to back
We'll take this field by storm

Deep into night's obsidian darkness
Altogether raising hell
On blackest wings breath after breath
Dancing with winds in the gardens of the seven sands

Your Craving is back

Forged in the deepest caves by the devil
Hardened with heartblood, sweat and tears
Perfectioned by the arsonist from the black forest
And a guest guitarist from the almighty Fins

Take your sword, prepare your shield
Get ready for the battlefield
Guard your backs and strain your bows
We'll take this field by storm

We're back and stronger than before
The stakes are high, you know the score
We'll fight together back to back
We'll take this field by storm

Take your sword, prepare your shield
Get ready for the battlefield
Guard your backs and strain your bows
We'll take this field by storm

We're back and stronger than before
The stakes are high, you know the score
We'll fight together back to back
We'll take this field by storm

Ride with me across the mountains
Listen! Hear the call of the wind
Drink the water from the ancient fountain
Unfold the powers of your mind

Skill and power bind together
Onward, forward, charge, attack
Sharpen steel and pull your leather
Forward! There's no turning back

Ride with me across the mountains
Listen! Hear the call of the wind
Drink the water from the ancient fountain
Unfold the powers of your mind

Skill and power bind together
Onward, forward, charge, attack
Sharpen steel and pull your leather
Forward! There's no turning back

Be our guest and join us on this epic journey
See the underworld and the spirits of the dead
Visit the cave of dreams and gaze through the eyes of winter
Wield the storms and welcome the fountain of memory

Ride with me across the mountains
Listen! Hear the call of the wind
Drink the water from the ancient fountain
Unfold the powers of your mind

Skill and power bind together
Onward, forward, charge, attack
Sharpen steel and pull your leather
Forward! There's no turning back