Letra de Heathen Tribes (Live)
This is my church It stands so tall and proud It has done for all timesIt has no walls Yet its vast halls Reach from shore to shoreTo whatever shore You know as your own We stand as one, we stand aloneWe are born From the same womb Hewn from the same stoneFrom the frozen Baltic I watched sunrise over Athena Walked the battlefields of Flanders And saw duskfall at CintraBeneath the Spires of Sofia Fields of crosses at Arnhem Armenius stood tall in Teuteborg Senatus Populusque RomanusTo the fjords of Hordaland Shadows of ancient Albion At the shore of a 1000th lake Saint Vitus dance in PrahaYet when to Ireland we Return I know that I am home at last And every sun that sets Takes me closer to her Earth