Red Sands
Shrill of the horn screams my namePounding the groundThe games beginThe crowd, they roarThe blood, it boils inside me
I fear not you, you fear not meThe swords are drawnAnd shimmeringThe time has come againTo honor our king
The Gods have blessedThis wicked gameSo fight we must and show no shameTo feed our blood thirsty king
I look into your eyesReflections of the skyA whisper of the windAs your soul breathes goodbye
Reds sands underneath my feetStained by the bloodBlood I draw from theeRed sands as far as I can seeTainted these landsStained by history
What once was a whisperNow is an echo in my headThe look on their facesAs I stand in this sea of redI feel the evil risingHear the mesmerizingVoice from hellFeel the evil risingHear the mesmerizingVoice from hell
Reds sands underneath my feetStained by the bloodBlood I draw from theeRed sands as far as I can seeTainted these landsStained by history
Reds sands underneath my feet