Sovereigns Unknown Songtext
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Sovereigns Unknown Songtext
High in the sky
Watchful eyes in the sky
Offering of the seer
A cunning men feast
Whispers of your prayers
Bearers of guidance
Drill ready, sovereign unknown
As unaware romance
A short months birth
Forlorn creatures
Now there to dwell
Gusts and harbors sharp
Playing out their fears
Basking for fearless men to seize
But soon the tail
Did surface
And an explorer
Headed our way
Through his fears
He called the journey
From desolation
To luxuriance
I come to lead
Across the high sea
Awaken
Despise your blame
Greeted him with warmth
And showed him our world
Tainted by betrayal
A flashing red candle
Flickers down
To the exact address
In the sky
The pirate′s flight
There we go
With ease
To the enchanted home
On the fiery vessel he came
No return sailing derelict
Counting his remaining heads
On the swift hoverboard
From countless the fewer left
Adrift in the wake
Of a hurricane
The once victorious
Cries in his mind
Lost on the drift
High to the sun
But in a mind of unbelievers
None of this
Has ever been
Their vision blends
And silence is leaking
And let's see
To those that came ready from
The seafaring boat
They come
Playing the skies
For the ones to come
Watchful eyes in the sky
Offering of the seer
A cunning men feast
Whispers of your prayers
Bearers of guidance
Drill ready, sovereign unknown
As unaware romance
A short months birth
Forlorn creatures
Now there to dwell
Gusts and harbors sharp
Playing out their fears
Basking for fearless men to seize
But soon the tail
Did surface
And an explorer
Headed our way
Through his fears
He called the journey
From desolation
To luxuriance
I come to lead
Across the high sea
Awaken
Despise your blame
Greeted him with warmth
And showed him our world
Tainted by betrayal
A flashing red candle
Flickers down
To the exact address
In the sky
The pirate′s flight
There we go
With ease
To the enchanted home
On the fiery vessel he came
No return sailing derelict
Counting his remaining heads
On the swift hoverboard
From countless the fewer left
Adrift in the wake
Of a hurricane
The once victorious
Cries in his mind
Lost on the drift
High to the sun
But in a mind of unbelievers
None of this
Has ever been
Their vision blends
And silence is leaking
And let's see
To those that came ready from
The seafaring boat
They come
Playing the skies
For the ones to come
Writer(s): Dominic Lapointe, Patrick Loisel, Mathieu Marcotte, Etienne Gallo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

