High above the clouds Strong and yet alone A place of calm and storm Alone on my throne The clouds are passing by And I stand still, trapped here in time By metal we are bound And we are waiting for the end Hold on tight my friends, keep your wings still! By metal and force, the triumph will be yours! I raise another beer The calmness disappears I wait for the cloud to bring me back To bring me back to life! Yes, the day will come! We will be stronger than ever! More powerful and loud Proudly we'll meet again! Hold on tight my friends, keep your wings still! By metal and force, the triumph will be yours!