Thunder rolls – the piper plays for the son
He plays for his fate, for peace and a golden age
Remember when the king was young, a sword and a gun
To fight for the glory days
Man will die – and man should be out of sight, cause none overrun
the law of his gun
Oh oh oh oh oh
For Holy Grail and a sole celebration: My kingdom come!
The burning flame of a new generation, fire of the sun
Your sweat and tears are the pure medications: My kingdom comes!
A burning flame that is cool inside
The sky will fall – the earth has been turned to grey
On judgment day when all will be gone
The king was here, his sword was the end of fear
A stone in his hand – and peace for my land
Oh oh oh oh oh
