Standard (EADGBE)
Grief or lesser men the dread is chosen path
walking to the masters land
rough and straigth you ride for land, mhmm
and who will decline
victory when your men are at their knees
well this time the faith has been restored, mhhm
oooohoooo
when you look upon the earth of masters
keep in mind that all can veal one true gift
yes it can...
wee inside of all those empty shells with it
something dear is lost perhaps never found
sorrow is the true friend of these men, mmhmm
hoooooohooooo
then you look upon the earth of masters
keep in mind that all can veal one true gift
yes it can...
...everyday
yes it can, everyday
yes it can, every-day