Bejelit - Dust In The Wind lyrics

[Music and Lyrics by Giulio Capone] Rising from the dirty downtown Dreams of glory, fame and power Came from a muddy road Looking for your wish to come true Doom in your hands This is your life-law While your draw is rotting inside of you... Riding the storm toward a dream Trying to reach the moon this night That you're running like the dust in the wind Now that you're greater than a king Holding light and dark in hand Obsession is the name of your nightmare Doom in your hands This is your life-law While your draw is rotting inside of you... Riding the storm toward a dream Trying to reach the moon this night That you're running like the dust in the wind Higher than a star you will fly trying to let your past behind Now you're living like the dust in the wind Rise your hands my lord Now I offer you my young arms for your dream...and Bless my life, Holy Knight, please rise me from the mud of my old time I'm your lamb my lord, won't you sacrify my life now for your dark dream? No, damn my hope to reborn like a puppet on your strings painted of blood Die...