All we are sons of sand
Seeds of the promised land
Under the veil of the silent wheel
Born a king who would be damned
The Run Of Wheel

We're seeds of the promised land
Where men are fools for one day
And they live in a sacred feeling
The day that will change their lives
The run of wheel

All we are sons of sand
Seeds of the promised land
Where greed is a silent killing
Destiny let the king be dead
The run of wheel

A new day has to be born
Way home to the prodigal son
The birth of the longest day
Sacred tiranny begins again
On and on