Far across the sky In a distant time People fight For their lives decline No hope to cling to All seems lost They have to pay the price No matter the cost Nowhere to go The wasteland is their home
No food, no water, no way to survive Against all odds, they keep hope alive
Fight on forever Don't lose your soul Keep your hands held high Into our destiny We will ride
A story passed along From the olden days Tells of a place Free from malice and rage In a desperate march They cross the barren lands But no green was found Only death in the sands One by one they fall The earth reclaims them all
Having been deceived Their hope was in vain Carried on the wind All their screams of painTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.