paroles de chanson Somerled - Mob Rules

Is it right to ally with your rival?
Is your freedom worth the price to pay?
Has the red and died in order to walk?
Viking blood in my veins push me further
Scottish pride leads the way to be free
Will the kingdom of hearts be my destiny?

The drums are calling out to love
Fire is burning, shines above

Sail, sail away
Lambard hard, roam the sea
For the lord of the isle
Scots and all will be free
Fighting for a dream
The black hand, stranglehold
Will not fail

Some are dead, sign of fear by the cavalry
Then I battle the land of my youth
Now my destiny leads me towards the sea
But in the midnight of the epiphany
Cast them down on the isle of man
A new kingdom of freedom is what shall remain

The drums are calling out to love
Fire is burning, shines above

Sail, sail away
Lambard hard, roam the sea
For the lord of the isle
Scots and all will be free
Fighting for a dream
The black hand, stranglehold
Will not fail

The drums are calling out to love
Fire is burning, shines above

Sail, sail away
Lambard hard, roam the sea
For the lord of the isle
Scots and all will be free
Fighting for a dream
The black hand, stranglehold
Will not fail

Sail, sail away
Lambard hard, roam the sea
For the lord of the isle
Scots and all will be free
Fighting for a dream
The black hand, stranglehold
Will not fail