Agents Of Mercy Heroes & Beacons
King and Queen, lofty dream, waiting by the ocean
High and low, side by side, waiting for the tide
Staring back into the deep where the ocean floor is steeper
But no answer, nothing gained
They lost their days and their seasons
I can hear your voice of hope, echo across the ocean
I can sense the arms of time, shuffling the seasons
Brighter beacons burn again, night is at an end
King in exile turn back from his stand
Walking back from shame
You've got the power, you want the glory
Another facе but just the same old story
Turning your face to thе sky
Here at the sundown they're growing much weaker
Heroes and beacons like us
The last lonely outpost, summer or winter
No miracle for people like us
King and Queen, lofty dream, waiting by the ocean
Waiting for honor and pride, things golden and shiny
Like cities of sunrise for him the alrighty
Forever hereafter
You cry for freedom, all tricks and treason
Drives a man crazy
It seems so distant before you face it
You better wake up, you silly clowns
A blood red tide is coming to your town!
Nor will the sword sleep in his hand
Until he'd terminate the (last) hope of man!
Here at the sundown they're growing much weaker
Heroes and beacons like us
At the last lonely outpost, summer or winter
No miracle for people like us
King and Queen, lofty dream, waiting by the ocean
High and low, side by side, waiting for the tide
Staring back into the deep
Where the ocean floor is steeper
But no answer, nothing gained
One more day and one more dream
You've got the power, you want the glory
Another face but just the same old story
Turning your face to the sky...
