Lyrics

I see you slippin' away from my sight My vision is dwindling,it can't be the night? The chivalrous dragoons race toward the line They bring crocks of barley, some honey and wine I am the Red Knight that charges with might I soar like a grey hawk I've seen in take-flight The birds of prey land on the bleak river forks In their beaks, gripping, are three bloody torques It's sad to remember those sickening years That shed the tears - Torques of Gold A dream of Earth, the dream of Seas We rode with spears - Torques of Gold We brace 'em bold - Torques of Gold We're wise, not old - Torques of Gold The grey hawks flew in the mild Southern wind The champions of the Red Branch Cycle defend I'm Ross The Red of Ul�id, I've never failed I'm the son, father's the High King, we prevailed He saw you slippin' away from his eyes His sight returned, as the night filled with lies I weigh anchor hoist ocean deep, then set sail I search for new Earth, Southern wind and the gale We've been told Your pride was sold So face the bold Strike Far from home, we're so far (x4) I see you slippin' away from my sight My vision is dwindling, it can't be the night? The chivalrous dragoons race toward the line They bring crocks of barley, some honey and wine I am the Red Knight that charges with might I soar like a grey hawk I've seen in take-flight The birds of prey land on the bleak river forks In their beaks, gripping, are three bloody torques It's sad to remember those sickening years That shed the tears - Torques of Gold A dream of Earth, the dream of Seas We rode with spears - Torques of Gold We brace 'em bold - Torques of Gold We're wise, not old - Torques of Gold The grey hawks flew in the mild Southern wind The champions of the Red Branch Cycle defend I'm Ross The Red of Ul�id, I've never failed I'm the son, father's the High King, we prevailed He saw you slippin' away from his eyes His sight returned, as the night filled with lies I weigh anchor hoist, ocean deep, then set sail I search for new Earth, Southern wind and the gale WE'VE BEEN TOLD YOUR PRIDE WAS SOLD SO FACE THE BOLD.... STRIKE! Proclamation Proclamation Proclamation Proclamation FAR ...FROM HOME WE'RE ...SO FAR