Bejelit - Dust in the Wind Lyrics
Dreams of glory, fame and powerCame from a muddy roadLooking for your wish to come trueDoom in your handsThis is your life-lawWhile your draw is rotting inside of you...Riding the storm toward a dreamTrying to reach the moon this nightThat you're running like the dust in the windNow that you're greater than a kingHolding light and dark in handObsession is the name of your nightmareDoom in your handsThis is your life-lawWhile your draw is rotting inside of you...Riding the storm toward a dreamTrying to reach the moon this nightThat you're running like the dust in the windHigher than a star you will flytrying to let your past behindNow you're living like the dust in the windRise your hands my lordNow I offer you my young arms for your dream...andBless my life, Holy Knight, please rise me from the mud of my old timeI'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 bloodDie...
