IN THE SANDS OF LONELINESS I START TO FEEL THE COLD OF DEATH PASSING AWAY. AND BESIDES THE EARLY CALL TO DEFEAT THE EVIL FORCES WAS A TRICK.
FIGHT FOR THE SACRED REALM THEY SAY YOU MUST BELIEVE TO DIE FOR THE MISTIC ORB IS FOREVER TO LIVE.
I TRY TO HEAL MY WOUNDS BUT THE SCARS SURELY WILL REMAIN THIS IS THE PAIN ‘CAUSE NO ONE CARES MY POINT OF VIEW AND I START TO FEEL ALONE AGAIN I’M SO SCARED.
FIGHT TILL THE EVIL CEASE THEY SAY YOU MUST INSIST FOR THE GLORY OF THE MISTIC ORB YOUR SOUL SHOULD BRING.
LONELINESS SANDS, SOMETHING HAS DIED, I NEVER BELIEVE THAT YOURSELF FORGOT ALL. I TRY TO REMAIN, THE WAY THAT WE FELT IN LOVE, ISN´T EASY TO ME DENIED THAT WE KNOWN.