(music: spiros)

Black leather gloves

On soft thin hands.

Red Celtic knives,

Sharp as your touch.

Chorus:

Hunting eagle proudly land

On this island that's my heart.

Twin Mirrors blue.

Cold lakes consealing Fire.

Red coral hair.

A dazzling ruby dome

Chorus:

Hunting eagle proudly land

On this island that's my heart.

Elegance combined with grace

Dressed your marble smiling face.

(Solo: chris)