tossin', turnin', nightmares burnin' dreams of swords in hand sailing ships, the Viking spits the blood of father's land only to deceive living times of knights
Twenty years ago, two outlaws took this whole town over Sheriffs couldn't stop em Quickest damn gun slingers I've ever seen Got murdered in cold blood
all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules To fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed
Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules To fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight upon
said "Oh my bishop, we must put them to the sword, For God in all His mercy will find a just reward, For the noblemen and sinners, and knights of ready
we?ve must be looking for a different kind But we can?t stop trying ?til we break up our minds Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights Who
and boots marched forward in time the wood and the leather the club and shield swept like a wave across the battlefield now with all the clarity of dream the blood
shapes of light were drowned [II:] Creatures started crowling from the ashes and smoke and the night was cursed and drifting within the winds so cold And the knights
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Where have all the good men gone? And where are all the gods? Where's the street-wise Hercules To fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight upon
in the morning horizon brave and believing for wars to be won born with the heart of a lion he will fight for a country unite till the last drop of blood
