praying to the wretched beasts

maybe they can forgive

the warriors of haunted souls

and common mavericks

sorrows of their inner lifes

hope burned down in flames

a king would trade his finest crown

to get out of their way



hearts will break a thousand times

not even just in dreams

guns will wait a thousand nights

gone with the wind

gone with the wind



dying with their boots on

the shadows of the proud

still sounding in their ears

the mating call of gold

pla-ces of immortality

millions sacred tombs

no medicine will ever heal

that never healing wounds



hearts will break a thousand times

not even just in dreams

guns will wait a thousand nights

gone with the wind

gone with the wind



upon a land where glory lies

the might of suns and moons

eternally under the sky

covered by the truth

when gods would lay their weapons down

and no more war to fight

you'll see em at the long horizon

finally unite



gone with the wind

gone with the wind