Wings Of Darkness - Tarot

The skies are open, smell of a danger in the air

We ride in the northwind over the mountains without a care

Adventures calling beyond the faraway stars

The battles has been won, falling enemies ships on fire

Diving through the void, the wings are spread to take us higher

No place to call home in underworld or sky

Living on the edge, looking danger into the eye

Flying towards the stars so bright

Straight into the heart of the night

Wings of darkness carrying the spirits of us

The skies are open for atomic Vikings to roam

And when the quest is ended, Vallhalla will then be our home

No place is safe from us in underworld of sky

Living on the edge, looking danger into the eye