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[T.E.

Born in England, religious
A hazy the world to face
to joy and pain, no measuring
Never games

Ride, ride on the wings of the desert storm (and your)
Pride, burning pride, its hunger's fed yourself is gone

He tried to join the then
He was denied, had too much men
He studied then the ancient
Digging up relics and

[Pre...]

was where it all began
He joined on armies' then
The was to banned

[Pre...]

The ghost, the gallant rider on the of the desert storm
A miracle written in the sand, the plans for eternity

Feisal was the chance
To join the to cross Turkish plans
Aqaba was the key
To end the to make them free

& Chorus...]

"I will go if you will go to cross the plains"
"I am here, the to show what you are able to face"

The sand is the face
Dust is clouding their

The sun out their mind
Slowly, the sand rules the time
Wing of dark, fly
The wind, the last cry

He lived his life of without a home
No place to
soul caught in its face, from the start
Without a

He tried to free from its siege
But gone to far
He paid his on the desert plains
He'd lost his soul, lost his trace

& Chorus...]

The the gallant soldier,
A splitted game with the wind
His mind was bound to the world
His heart belongs to the plains eternally!