The sun falls on this barren land that once was green and lush
Once before the burning skies turned it to dust
He remembers as a dream the gentle breeze of spring
Even as the soaring winds blow hard about him
This barren land is his home

The gods, he thinks, are often cruel but more so people are
When desperate and in need of aid they often go too far
But never could he understand their step to savage times
To fall back into ancient rites, to medieval crimes
This barren land is his home

With the mysteries unfurled
Be one to save our world
This barren land is our home
With the mysteries unfurled
Be one to save our world
This barren land is our home
This barren land is our home

„I beg thy forgiveness, girl, for I have failed thee
I strain‘ gainst these bonds, I could not break free“
This barren land is our home

With the mysteries unfurled
Be one to save our world
This barren land is our home
With the mysteries unfurled
Be one to save our world
This barren land is our home
This barren land is our home

The sun falls on this barren land that once was green and lush
Once before the burning skies turned it to dust
He remembers as a dream the gentle touch of life
When all that soothes this barren land is blood drawn by the knife
This barren land is our home