Algarve - The Fury & The Soul

 

Boy they promised gold , them?
Exile you blind besides Napoleon!

And the fury drench in you , when
Crown the king with the hat of foul , they
Feed on the sea , sink out your bow
Carved by dreamings
A treasure , a meaning
Of heart & soul

Cerulean scarlet shine!
Cerulean scarlet shine!
Cerulean scarlet shine!