Expedition

Kamelot · Siege Perilous [1998]

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

winds fill the sails

as we approach another world

that time has forgotten me

the sun blinds and circles me



no man is an island

no footsteps have walked these shores

discoveries on virgin soil

let the Expedition begin



searching - for what awaits us

set a course for a new shore

for what tomorrow will bring