Kamelot

Freedom fires burning
Mighty kingdoms shall rise
Crystal ships have returned
Like pawns on a distant shore
There's a cold empty place inside
Where you know there's no end
Mighty storm mighty storm
Stirs from the skies above
Like a cold chill rushed upon my face
Searching - for what awaits us
Set a course for a new shore
For what tomorrow will bring
Plunging the northern seas