Prince of Assyria Follow

Sail the ships away,
where the wind don't blow.
Dry your tears, let the napkin fall.
See the new made streets,
how they're dressed with tears.
The wind is blowing right here.

Your speed love, beats by heart.
Left is pain, that's my part.
Throwing thoughts away, to an endless hole.
All I here is the echo calls.
Missing winter days,
when we played in snow.
The spring has melt it all away.

Sail the ships away,
where the wind doesn't blow.
Dry your tears, let the napkin fall.
Se the new made streets, how they're blessed with tears.
The wind is blowing over here.

Your speed love, beats by heart.
Left is pain, that's my part.
Your speed love, beats by heart.
Left is pain, that's my part.