F
Fafnir
Guest
I see hibs of green, red albions too
I see them fight with me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see grass of green and walls of grey
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
The colors of the blood so pretty in on the ground
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends hitting shields saying now do you die
They're really saying I hate you.
I hear albion crying, I watch them zerg
They'll zerg much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see them fight with me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see grass of green and walls of grey
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
The colors of the blood so pretty in on the ground
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends hitting shields saying now do you die
They're really saying I hate you.
I hear albion crying, I watch them zerg
They'll zerg much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.