Warrior's Drum
Thou art base and debauched as can be
And a knight with his banner all bravely unfurled
Now hurls down his gauntlet to thee!
Chorus:
I am I, Don Quixote, the lord of La Mancha
Destroyer of evil am I
I will march to the sound of the trumpets of glory
forever to conquer or die
Sancho:
I am Sancho, yes I am Sancho
I follow my master till the end
I'll tell all the world proudly
I'm his squire, I'm his friend
Hear me heathens, and wizards, and servants of sin
All your dastardly
Crossing The Deadline
The sand, the sand it covers the land
It's just a victim
You didn't stop it
High noon and the walk brings the storm with it
Born to it or lay on it
Day on day, night on night
With the thrill of a kid on my side
I will survive
As long as this trip will go
With my soul
I search for water
You need the cold
Bring me some bubbles and a crown of gold
Crossing the deadline befor it's too late
The finger snaps to the center of anger, wait
Cross the line you will suffer
(no bridge, just one step)
Cross the line you will suffer
(no bridge, no way back)
Cross the line you will suffer
(better give, better stand up)
Cross the line you will suffer
(better give up, better shut up)
So where's the mountain
I can't reach the top of this world