Perfect Chain - Young Legionnaire

Once in every while

Shaped against the sun

And there’s a sound coming, swelling

Riders on the void

Eight feet to the night

And it’s a path well-beaten

Everything’s for sale

Everything’s for sale

Clutching what you have

On the brink of age

And you can never be broken

Link yourself apart

And form the perfect chain

And there’s safety in numbers

This could be the time

This could be the time

Once in every while

Waiting for the war

But the winter is coming

Link yourself apart

And form the perfect chain

And there’s safety in numbers

This could be the time

This could be the time

Hold on

Hold on to what you can

It’s more than

It’s more than you think you have

And I will

And I will protect the rest of you

Next time is never within memories

Now listen to what to have

This could be the time

This could be the time

Hold on

Hold on to what you can

It’s more than

It’s more than you think you have

And I will

And I will protect the rest of you

Now hold on

Now hold on

Hold on

Now hold on

And I will

And I will protect the rest of you

Once in every while

Waiting for the war

The winter is coming

Clutching what you have

Now form the perfect chain

And there’s safety in numbers