Wrath of Man - Chris Benstead

O lucky man Make this scene, make a fist Take us by hand Lead us from our boomtown ways O lucky man Small town boys are nowhere going You'll find his plan Pull the blackjack lucky man And with a knowing tone The famous streams unfold You'll make them eat the words they never knew they spoke O lucky man O-- lucky man O lucky man O-- lucky man O lucky man Cut our manners down to size Hello hightide All you had to do was sign O lucky man All those people you can't stand Got your revenge In your palm of lucky man And with a knowing tone The famous streams unfold You'll make them eat the words They never knew they spoke O lucky man O-- lucky man O lucky man O-- lucky man Repeat

Dark rain falls The portents of war, closing in In the furtherst reaches of the kingdom's hold A new will burns, making blood run cold Deep under mountains, a portal awoke A time of trouble, of which a prophecy spoke An army of men, an emblem unknown They come not for peace - send word to the throne Let loose the horses, for south we must ride To marshal an army to hold back this tide We've heard reports - tales from the north Of an ancient army that arrived in force Led by a warlord bathed in fire Soldiers in red that do not tire They came to conquer, and desecrate our land We must retaliate, we must take a stand For the kingdom and for our lives Ready the generals as We've heard reports - tales from the north Of an ancient army that arrived in force Led by a warlord bathed in fire Soldiers in red that do not tire All that we know comes to an end If our ancient homeland we cannot defend For the kingdom and for our lives Ready the generals as we ride If we fall today, tomorrow will never come We've heard reports - tales from the north Of an ancient army that arrived in force Led by a warlord bathed in fire Soldiers in red that do not tire All that we know comes to an end If our ancient homeland we cannot defend For the kingdom and for our lives Ready the generals as we ride