Blood boils under azure skies A man astray, obsessed in his search Exploring vast lands Deserts of sand and stone Now heading for the open sea Where his dreams are at And his mind is set free
The scornful sun burns, tears his skin The salt breeze tears his open eyes And the whirling sand will dry his throat But the journey must go on He found his call, he is now a slave On the mission to find his soul And eternity seems ever so deep And with every wish The distance seems to grow
And then at least Somewhere by the horizon line The ocean lies mighty, calm and wide And just when all his strength was gone And all his hope was lost His will was strong And all that remained but his torn limbs Covered by dust
Reaching for the distant shore He raises to his feet but falls When his feet are sore A painful effort like a grain of sand Malicious god gives him hand A hand that beats him to the ground And the cry for help echoes Without a sound Out of reach are all the visions About his mind set free The sun laughs as he kneels Before his destiny
When ages of burning energy Flows through a peerless body And you experience strength Far beyond what you would never know Is when you realize that what counts In the end is the journey itself So with a smile let your struggle in pain Be crowned by death
An eternity in the moment Is when silence screams with emptiness And when I felt relief Was when the tide washed away The blood of my broken limbsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
