paroles de chanson An Ancient - Oliver New

Curiosity always gets the best of me
An ancient lost at sea
Lost all his artillery
And his future looks so bleak
Chanced upon a beak
And you know he found it
Meal wont last a week
Never been this hungry
Blind faith in his streak
Now I'm on a roll
If he's dead I wouldn't speak

Embark on land, this was his stand
Lady you don't know what I been through

I'm the sailor of truths
Got so much to lose no

A tale long enough to see the night through
Spend that time with me
'What's there to believe without any clue'
Evidence trail gone cold
Another story lost to elites
Of history
And that's the way it'll always be

Embark on land, this was his stand
Lady you don't know what I been through

I'm the sailor of truths
Got so much to lose no