Riding the winds
Across tne raging seas
To reach the kings in the land of the lost
A turbulent sea winds of cold

Reaching the harbour, they are safe
Entering the gates, castle of splendor
History of 3,000 years has passed
Walls endless as he no longer sees the sky

Mighty forces takes his hand
As the wolf becomes a part of his destiny

Join us in our search for the land of the lost
Join us in our search for the land of the lost

(*) Once again crossing the raging seas
To enter the forest of misery

Trees are closing in as the moonhawk
Cross the skies
The trail is filled with withering bones
Since battles of old
As they are to spill the blood of the poor
No longer unknown, followed by darkness henchmen

(*repeat x2)

To be continued...