tilt at windmills

Singer:dark moor

searching the glory

in a territory

whose name i don't recall;

you fight for rightness

for honour's brightness

as you were mad at all. tilt at windmills

as you were mad at all. tilt at windmills

enter with them in brawl. you must protect

the flame which burns in your chest. you can elect

the purest cause from the rest. you must defend

innocence which never kneels. you can amend

this sane world with your ideals. tilt at windmills

come on!

never fall back

go on!

tilt at windmills

come on!

never fall back

always on!

fighting the evil

in a medieval

world created by your mind;

a knight who is guiding

the men who are hiding

that they

as well

are blind. you must protect

the flame which burns in your chest. you can elect

the purest cause from the rest. you must defend

innocence which never kneels. you can amend

this sane world with your ideals. tilt at windmills

come on!

never fall back

go on!

tilt at windmills

come on!

never fall back

always on!

you must defend

innocence which never kneels. you can amend

this sane world with your ideals. tilt at windmills

come on!

never fall back

go on!

tilt at windmills

come on!

never fall back

always on!