Galloping hard on the sands of my home
I legallize all of my fortune
But there is no light in the eye of the storm
No son of my owne

Years will tell and speak of a prophecy
The nomads will hear and grant me a legacy
The land is mine to have,
Is mine to take

Will I face a fate so fatal
Why am I condemned to suffer

Rejoice my friend, rejoice and know
From River Prat to Jericho
The war we wage, the land we purge
is for my son I must let go

So speak spirit, so called God
The power is unleashed
You tell the truth beyond all truth
My honour is for youa bliss

Since the days I've spent in Babylon
I never crossed a force so vital
Is it you who grant me power
I've been told my name will live for aeons

Rejoice my friend, rejoice and know
From River Prat to Jericho
The war we wage, the land we purge
is for my son I must let go

With fear and owe I'm kneeling
I wipe the sweat from me neck
I'll never stop believeing
Follow me, I'll lead the wake...

Fire…

Galloping hard on the sands of my home
I legallize all of my fortune
But there is no light in the eye of the storm
No son of my own

Since the days I've spent in Babylon
I never crossed a force so vital
Is it you who grant me power
I've being told my name will live for aeons

Now i know the answer
I'll carry you with me forever