Europe - War Of Kings lyrics

A promise on the edge of madness A Northern mourns the world of men Gonna drive them into exile Or never let them breathe again On that night, under the raging Northern sky The seeds of legend lie Slaughtered almost to a man The War of Kings began In a land thrown into darkness An army would arise The heathens died laughing At the king's men, heads borne high On that night, under the raging Northern sky The seeds of legend lie Slaughtered almost to a man The War of Kings began On that night, under the raging Northern sky The seeds of legend lie Slaughtered almost to a man The War of Kings began The War of Kings began The War of Kings began