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[T.E.

in England, religious raised
A hazy dream the world to
Indifferent to joy and pain, no
Never games

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

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

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was where it all began
He on armies' service then
The Suez-Channel was to

[Pre...]

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

was the only chance
To join the tribes to cross plans
Aqaba was the key
To end the siege to make free

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

The is grinding the face
Dust is their trace

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

He lived his life of tragedy a home
No to flee
Distracted soul in its face, from the start
a chance

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

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