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The Ghost

Running Wild2002年9月20日

The Ghost 歌詞

The Ghost - Running Wild

Born in England religious raised

 

A hazy dream the world to face

Indifferent to joy and pain no measuring

Never ending games

 

Ride only ride on the wings of the desert storm and your

Pride burning pride its hunger's fed when yourself is gone

He tired to join the army then

He was denied they had too much men

He studied then the ancient times

Digging up relics and signs

Ride only ride on the wings of the desert storm and your

Pride burning pride its hunger's fed when yourself is gone

 

Karkamish was where it all began

He joined on armies' service then

 

The Suez-Channel was to banned

 

Ride only ride on the wings of the desert storm and your

Pride burning pride its hunger's fed when yourself is gone

 

The ghost the gallant rider on the edge of the desert storm

A miracle written in the sand the desert plans for eternity

 

Feisal was the only chance

To join the tribes to cross Turkish plans

Aqaba was the mighty key

To end the siege to make them free

Ride only ride on the wings of the desert storm and your

Pride burning pride its hunger's fed when yourself is gone

 

The ghost the gallant rider on the edge of the desert storm

A miracle written in the sand the desert plans for eternity

 

I will go if you will go to cross the deadly plains

 

I am here the world to show what you are able to face

 

The sand is grinding the face

 

Dust is clouding their trace

 

The sun burns out their mind

 

Slowly like the sand rules the time

 

Wing of dark vultures fly

 

The wind the last battle cry

 

Aqaba

 

He lived his life of tragedy without a home

No place to flee

Distracted soul caught in its face from the start

Without a chance

He tried to free Arabia from its siege

 

But he'd gone to far

He paid his price on the desert plains

He'd lost his soul he'd lost his trace

 

Ride only ride on the wings of the desert storm and your

Pride burning pride its hunger's fed when yourself is gone

 

The ghost the gallant rider on the edge of the desert storm

A miracle written in the sand the desert plans for eternity

 

The ghost the gallant soldier

A splitted soul game with the wind

His mind was bound to the western world

 

His heart belongs to the desert plains eternally