Drunk, I light the lamp to view my sword,
Dreaming back to the bugle calls of camp accord.
Eight hundred miles, the command beneath the flames divide,
Fifty strings overturn the sounds beyond the border's stride,
On the sandy field, the autumn muster bides.
Horses fleet as Roc take flight,
Bows crack like thunder, strings in fright.
Settle the world's affairs under the royal sight,
Pity the white hair that comes with the fight.
Drunk, I light the lamp to view my sword,
Dreaming back to the bugle calls of camp accord.
Eight hundred miles, the command beneath the flames divide,
Fifty strings overturn the sounds beyond the border's stride,
On the sandy field, the autumn muster bides.
Horses fleet as Roc take flight,
Bows crack like thunder, strings in fright.
Settle the world's affairs under the royal sight,
Win fame before and after the light.
Pity the white hair that comes with the fight.
Pity the white hair that comes with the fight!
Xlingual - Break the Formation Lyrics
Xlingual - Break the Formation Lyrics
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Drunk, I light the lamp to view my sword,
Dreaming back to the bugle calls of camp accord.
Eight hundred miles, the command beneath the flames divide,
Fifty strings overturn the sounds beyond the border's stride,
On the sandy field, the autumn muster bides.
Horses fleet as Roc take flight,
Bows crack like thunder, strings in fright.
Settle the world's affairs under the royal sight,
Pity the white hair that comes with the fight.
Drunk, I light the lamp to view my sword,
Dreaming back to the bugle calls of camp accord.
Eight hundred miles, the command beneath the flames divide,
Fifty strings overturn the sounds beyond the border's stride,
On the sandy field, the autumn muster bides.
Horses fleet as Roc take flight,
Bows crack like thunder, strings in fright.
Settle the world's affairs under the royal sight,
Win fame before and after the light.
Pity the white hair that comes with the fight.
Pity the white hair that comes with the fight!
Dreaming back to the bugle calls of camp accord.
Eight hundred miles, the command beneath the flames divide,
Fifty strings overturn the sounds beyond the border's stride,
On the sandy field, the autumn muster bides.
Horses fleet as Roc take flight,
Bows crack like thunder, strings in fright.
Settle the world's affairs under the royal sight,
Pity the white hair that comes with the fight.
Drunk, I light the lamp to view my sword,
Dreaming back to the bugle calls of camp accord.
Eight hundred miles, the command beneath the flames divide,
Fifty strings overturn the sounds beyond the border's stride,
On the sandy field, the autumn muster bides.
Horses fleet as Roc take flight,
Bows crack like thunder, strings in fright.
Settle the world's affairs under the royal sight,
Win fame before and after the light.
Pity the white hair that comes with the fight.
Pity the white hair that comes with the fight!
Writer: Yoli Wu
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid