White Lion

Behind the corner of every town,

deep in our minds there is dreams oppression

nature of man is both free and repressed,

putting down a devasting force,

that lives inside your warrior's eyes with pride,

a rising sun, high from the temple of mind.

Stained world flies, far with fears of false ideals

lost and blind, you'll chase silver tears fallin' in time,

don't waste time, leave this empty crowd of lies.

Brake out the glass cage that injures your heart

set free the fire in your hands

let burn the flame that enlights the world.

White Lion, spread out my rage

open the sky with your

Bright Power, before my eyes

break, strong evil chains!

Every time I wonder what I pray

for not that I point my eyes

on something higher beyond

of reign, I'm Lord!

Stained world flies, far with fears of false ideals

lost and blind, you'll chase silver tears fallin' in time,

don't waste time, leave this empty crowd of lies.