We awake to the sand on our skin
Awake to the strangest terrain
This place, a land of ancient minds and of memories
Through the fog we forget who we are
Held the earth with our eyes as the stars
Now we're ghosts, like a ghost
Wander into this desert, desert of night

Child, you are born of the earth
The lost wanderers curse

The sand of the storm
Oh, in the heart of the demon
Lost ourselves in the eyes of the beast
(In the eyes of the beast!)
People of this wicked world
Don’t you recognize me, my brother?
We no longer hear our sons
What fate has become of our daughters?
An unfamiliar face
Oh, this family fades into strangers
Seven silent phantoms march
In this desert now and forever
But weren’t we all part of the orbit?
We were, the fathers and the mothers
Of the children of the sea
The sea, the sky, the earth

None of this
No, now none of this
Seems like memories
They are dreams of lives before
When a kingdom made of glass
Shattered to the finest sands
Where the phantoms haunt the land
And they wander aimlessly
Through this world