Bejelit - Dust In The Wind lyrics

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[Music and Lyrics by Giulio Capone]

Rising from the dirty downtown

Dreams of glory, fame and power

Came from a muddy road

Looking for your wish to come true

Doom in your hands

This is your life-law

While your draw is rotting inside of you...

Riding the storm toward a dream

Trying to reach the moon this night

That you're running like the dust in the wind

Now that you're greater than a king

Holding light and dark in hand

Obsession is the name of your nightmare

Doom in your hands

This is your life-law

While your draw is rotting inside of you...

Riding the storm toward a dream

Trying to reach the moon this night

That you're running like the dust in the wind

Higher than a star you will fly

trying to let your past behind

Now you're living like the dust in the wind

Rise your hands my lord

Now I offer you my young arms for your dream...and

Bless my life, Holy Knight, please rise me from the mud of my old time

I'm your lamb my lord, won't you sacrify my life now for your dark dream?

No, damn my hope to reborn like a puppet on your strings painted of blood

Die...