Nomad
Travelling through the timeMoving slowly in the sandKnowledge is the weaponAgainst the hunger in the land
Solitude met herselfLessons from the primal stepMemories from an ending lifeLiars can't stop the tribes
Nomad, Nomad, Nomad, Nomad
Brother is the son of rapeThe blood that once unitesWanna choose the way they dieLook inside their minds
(echoes in the)Actual tribe no longer soundsThe ancient teaching failedMovement of my cultureMy beliefs have no more tales
Who are you to criticizeTo judge and burn the tribesThe world will be extinctAnd your flesh will rot with mine
Nomad, Nomad, Nomad, Nomad