A man can lose his past, in a country like this Wandering aimless Parched and nameless A man could lose his way, in a country like this Canyons and cactus Endless and trackless
Searching through a grim eternity Sculptured by a prehistoric sea
Seven Cities of Gold Stories that fired my imagination Seven Cities of Gold A splendid mirage in this desolation Seven Cities of Gold Glowing in my dreams, like hallucinations Glitter in the sun like a revelation Distant as a comet or a constellation
A man can lose himself, in a country like this Rewrite the story Recapture the glory A man could lose his life, in a country like this Sunblind and friendless Frozen and endless
The nights grow longer, the farther I go Wake to aching cold and a deep Sahara of snow
That gleam in the distance could be heaven's gate A long-awaited treasure at the end of my cruel fate