Letras: Ghost Inside (The). Fury And The Fallen Ones. Blue And Gold.

Make haste and find the future. We were outcasted so tragically. Curse the tide, and shun the sun, who needs it anyway? Become a black sheep with me.

I stayed up long nights, staring wide-eyed at the sea. Throwing rocks and yelling but it made a man out of me.

Make haste and find the future. We were outcasted so tragically. Or curse the tide and shun the sun. Become a black sheep with me.

Follow a flock inside to assemble, and rally. Or fight the flow, and light the fuse...

Fly the banner, blue and gold

Conformity it seems all so wrong cuz I always knew, that all along, I'd find solace in things important to me.

And that's the way I want it to be...