Flyer I'm flying on a wave of silk, crusing Through a Forest dream The smell of wood in the air, grasping My sense in a sensual flair. In the eye of the storm, my flyer is born! [Chorus] King of the mighty sea! Crusing on my flyer dream! No agony, just liberty my soul is free! Surfing on a silver stream Loosing my heart to scream! No agony, just liberty I'm finally free! The endless water seemed to lift my Dreams into a endless eternity Whoever may cross my waves, my flyer Will ride on their water streams In the Eyes of the storm, my flyer is born!