Across an isle, write in the sand
Ten thousand years, of sweat, blood in hand
Stones piled so high, (of fossils scenes?)
We'll reach the sky, to find the other keys
(oh)
We finally reap, I see you snore
We shall rejoice, to Darka moon
Our spirits gone, just in the tombs
Wander back home, we took
Empty rooms
(yeah)
{guitar solo
