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Lords of the Sea by Visions of Atlantis Lyrics

Genre: pop | Year: 2002

Fighting their fear and facing the wrath
Of others to join them and flames to impact
No rules of engagement, no spoilers for violent desires
Hungry for power the beasts clash within
The walls of the town hall, where soon one will sing
Of merciless battles, fought by the lords of the sea

The beating fists, the fiery breath
Of all the dragons
Fills the place with its own scent
The scent of hate!
No mercy! No mercy!
For the faint at heart, the weak!
They're falling! They're falling!
But no one of them does weep!

Acting as if they were thirsty for death
Unfilled and still mighty their hunger for flesh
Bones cracking loud when the end takes control of those living
Honor is asking a price much too high
When moments of agony soon pass them by
Victory's got its own hell for them as they defend it
The beating fists, the fiery breath
Of all the dragons
Fills the place with its own scent
The scent of hate!
No mercy! No mercy!
For the faint at heart, the weak!
They're falling! They're falling!
But no one of them does weep!

Driven by hate I feel for all of them who take control
Of all my want and all my will, I can't deny their end is near

So my hero takes his final breath
Not a word left before he falls for me

Failed to knock them down, I saw thy image crumble as they pass
Your dead body lying on a stone as your soul is drained within

Before thee, end thee, save thee, behold me
Force thee, hate thee, kill thee, can't do that

Every moment I can get to take a hold of my heart
I try to find a way to keep my life a lasting second on the run

Eye for an eye, son for a son
Life for a life
Not! Resist your hate!
The beating fists, the fiery breath
Of all the dragons
Fills the place with its own scent
The scent of hate!
No mercy! No mercy!
For the faint at heart, the weak!
They're falling! They're falling!
But no one of them does weep!

The beating fists, the fiery breath
Of all the dragons
Fills the place with its own scent
The scent of hate
No mercy! No mercy!
For the faint at heart, the weak!
They're falling! They're falling!
But no one of them does weep!