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Mountains of bones and skulls in the sand The death in this place never ends Where are the hills, rivers and fields ? The desert is cruel indeed Oh how much pain I feel... Could I believe this is real ? Oh what's the use of fame ? My efforts would all be in vain Life still continues for a hundred lost souls But thirst will transform them to ghouls Even a King can fall from his throne If rain is an old memory gone Lord won't you care for them ? This omen was foretold for men Lord I won't take your place (but) I'm here for the entire human race Here comes the water, the magic from the sky Rain is worth my sacrifice Here comes the water to melt what's petrified To wash away the clash of times Lors I won't take your place, but magic will help the human race Here comes the water, the magic from the sky Rain is worth my sacrifice Here comes the water to melt what's petrified To wash away the clash of times Wash away the clash of times ! From Letras Mania