Masters of the underworld, hear the cry of our eyes
Give us some relief, sharing must save lives
Arrogant warrior, my gun and your spear,
Killers that keep our lives apart.
Kree Nakoorie.
Pictures from the air, steal away your soul
Arobatic dreams, photographic freeze,
Lead by the legend of Kree Nakoorie
The man that hides away from man
We need to understand.
(Solo)
Flying bladed ships
Carried off to you
As you walk away
Trees obscure our view
Stand by the legend
Of Kree Nakoorie
The man that hides from all the world
The masters of the world