Unexplored territory,
On the road to sacred ground.
The final resting place for angels (angels),
The holy tomb, not meant
to find.
Marching on, digging deeper,
Finding icons that this world should never see.
By the nightfall, at the
borderline,
Where it comes down to the wire.
By the river, under clear blue skies,
The hunters of the holy fear the
lion.
In the dark jungle, waiting,
The vicious king of predators.
Immortals burning in the fire (fire),
Beyond the land
where lions roar.
Marching on, digging deeper,
Finding icons that this world should never see.
By the nightfall, at the
borderline,
Where it comes down to the wire.
By the river, under clear blue skies,
The hunters of the holy fear the
lion.
At the borderline,
Where it comes down to the wire.
By the river, under clear blue skies,
The hunters of the holy
fear the lion.
[Solo]
By the nightfall, at the borderline,
Where it comes down to the wire.
By the river, under clear
blue skies,
The hunters of the holy fear the lion.
At the borderline,
Where it comes down to the wire.
By the river, under
clear blue skies,
The hunters of the holy fear the lion.
I'm the lion, when it comes down to the wire.
I'm the lion, I'm the
lion.
The hunters of the holy fear the lion.