(Ambrose/Backer)
Blood, screams a prince in misery
In anger he cries at the king
Black shields awaits the attack, steel is gonna swing
Ten Thousand soldiers march, heading for war
Into the dark of the night
Where the wolf rules in shadows the dead ride the light
Kings of tomorrow, Fighting for pleasure and fame
Kings of tomorrow, Hunting and killing for lust without any shame
March till the warlords take over control
Blasting canons of pain
Fight for the king and its country or die insane
Cries fill the skies on the battle ground
The enemy is gone
Left the field of danger the war rages on
Heading for battle zones
Kings of tomorrow, Fighting for pleasure and fame
Kings of tomorrow, Hunting and killing for lust without any shame
Blood, screams the prince in hysteria
Smiles at the king, engarde
Kill, there own people without any war
Just for the game
Kings of tomorrow, Fighting for pleasure and fame
Kings of tomorrow, Hunting and killing for lust without any shame