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