Mob Rules
Single • 2017
Is it right to ally with your rival? IS your freedom worth the price to pay? As the Red Hand died, it all led to war Viking blood in my veins drives me further Scottish pride leads the way to be free Will the Kingdom of Isles be my destiny? The drums are calling after dawn Fires burning shine so bright Sail, sail away, longboat hoard on the sea For the Lord of the Isles, Scots and Norse will be free Fight for our dream The Black Hand's stranglehold we'll defeat Somerled, son of Gillebride they call me Thane of Argyle, the land of my youth Now my destiny leads me towards the sea Fight them at night of the Epiphany Cut them down on the Isle Of Man A new kingdom of freedom is what shall remain The drums are calling after dawn Fires burning shine so bright Sail, sail away, longboat hoard on the sea For the Lord of the Isles, Scots and Norse will be free Fight for our dream The drums are calling after dawn Fires burning shine so bright Sail, sail away, longboat hoard on the sea For the Lord of the Isles, Scots and Norse will be free Fight for our dream The Black Hand's stranglehold we'll defeat We'll defeat...
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 07, 2026
After the war when judgment has come We're ruling the evil of time Tearing apart what the years held as bond (Are we) brothers in arms when we die? There's no sign for a rising star There's no light in the far It's creeping death on a poisoned ground Like burning the map that we found Living in a dream: here we come! Living on the edge Freezing in the shade of the sunrise We're living on the edge Sharing the crime and fighting the law We're paying the dues of our life Reflecting the past – in a mirror we saw A ghost and the troopers of light There's no need for a wandering star There's no flash in the far It's creeping death on a burning ground We're losing the map that we found Living in a dream: here we come! Living on the edge Freezing in the shade of the sunrise We're living on the edge We're creeping on a burning ground We're living on the edge Failing all the signs around We're living on the edge There's no sign for a rising star There's no light in the far It's creeping death on a poisoned ground Like burning the map that we found Living in a dream: here we come! Living on the edge Freezing in the shade of the sunrise We're living on the edge We're creeping on a burning ground We're living on the edge Failing all the signs around We're living on the edge
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 07, 2026
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