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[T.E.

Born in England, raised
A hazy dream the world to
to joy and pain, no measuring
Never ending

Ride, only ride on the wings of the storm (and your)
Pride, burning pride, its fed when yourself is gone

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

[Pre...]

Karkamish was where it all
He on armies' service then
The was to banned

[Pre...]

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

Feisal was the chance
To the tribes to cross Turkish plans
was the mighty key
To end the to make them free

& Chorus...]

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

The sand is the face
is clouding their trace

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

He lived his life of without a home
No to flee
Distracted soul caught in its face, from the
a chance

He tried to free Arabia from its
But gone to far
He paid his price on the desert
He'd lost his soul, he'd lost his

& Chorus...]

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