Flyin' High

(альбом: Kings And Queens - 2004)

Ride through the air, heavenly stair
Over mountains, forests and seas
Mystical clouds, creatures around
Stealing the air that I breathe

All alone on the wings of an eagle
Catching the eye of the storm
And you wish to put on a curse
On the day you were born

Flying high
Through the dark of the night
Do or die on the edge of a rainbow

Flying high
Safer place out of sight
Touch the sky and feeling the wind blow

The journey goes on through the twilight of shadows
Passing the moon and the sun
Stars are shining like the eyes of the devil
Lucifer's breed on the run