Are we alone, are we forgotten?
Are we the listening?
Though we set sail across the ocean,
Is our freedom just a dream?
Etched in a stone across the sea
They've marked the grave that waits for me,
And there I'll lay when I'm carried home,
For few alive return from where we go.
A heart and two names etched in a tree,
Marked by the girl that waits for me,
But we ride to war where many fall
To memories, and all the while we're singing…
Are we alone are we forgotten?
Are we the listening?
Though we set sail across the ocean,
Is our freedom just a dream?
A thousand prayers I've prayed tonight,
Through this haunting mist that veils the sky,
I hear a vampire scream as they wait for us,
Will we be turned, will blood become our lust?
A witch in a cave has cursed this ground,
Here men turn to wolves when the sun goes down,
Our lives are war and many fall,
To memories, and all the while we're singing…
Are we alone are we forgotten?
Are we the listening?
Though we set sail across the ocean,
Is our freedom just a dream?