Terror, when the darkness binds your limbs
Terror, when the fear
A wave the sound of Noisiu's voice
his singing was ever
I shall have a son,
out of Cornwall shall he come,
that
We sail across the sea,
In our thoughts we float over
True Celtic power from the cape of Cornwall
Cry of hope,
As I sense their steel
As I see the mighty on
As
We have to know, we have to see
Religions so many,
In his eyes
The evil spirit rise
Turns to darkness
with Satan's
Erosion of life I see
it makes the passion burn in
As the sun falls down
and the swell crashes into the
======= (lyrics: E. Holopainen)