

(mhmmmmm) Beneath the ash of a broken crown
The shadows whisper of the ancient sky
One brother stands in the burning town
With wings of fire we were meant to fly
But the embers glow
in the darkest cold
And the ancient prophecy
will unfold!
You can't take me down!
I'll get off this forbidden forsaken ground! (yeah)
With the heat of the sun and the strength of the throne
We will reclaim what we once called home!
Another voice rises from the stone
A deep command in the quiet night
We are the heirs to the flame alone
And we will march to the final fight
You can't take me down!
I'll get off this forbidden forsaken ground!
(ahhhh) With the heat of the sun and the strength of the
throne We will reclaim what we once called home! (mhmmmmm)