Angra

Holy land

Angra
We were born in a Golden Age
Beyond the creed
Blown with the winds to meet
The ones who creep
And pray

Unshold feet traces on fresh sand
A map unfold
Spreading out knowledge
Magic and love
And then

Ooh, and then

Carried by wooden gods
We leave toward the sky
Gushed out the holy blood
From those who die
To bless

Ooh, and dance
Ooh, still dance

Someone has sent somebody here
To bring an age long disappeared

Holy Land, throw your scars on me!
My soul just tends to be
Your friend

Holy Land
Holy Land around
Holy Land
Holy Land is all

Someone has sent somebody here
To bring an age long disappeared

Holy Land, show your signs to me!
'Cause I'm still here to see
Your face

Holy Land
Holy Land around
Holy Land
Holy Land is all

Holy Land
Holy Land

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