Walking in the blazing sand
Scars and scabs upon my hands
How did I end up this way?
Sun is burning on my skin
Tears are rolling down my chin
Wind picking up far away
Now I'm stepping in the sandstorm
Fighting for my life I roam
Going through the gates of Hell
See the desert cast its spell
Air and dust scratching my face
My footsteps leaving no trace
Everything is turning gray
Slowly skies are getting clear
Salvation is growing near
At least for another day
Now I'm stepping in the sandstorm
Fighting for my life I roam
Going through the gates of Hell
See the desert cast its spell
Now I'm stepping in the sandstorm
Fighting for my life I roam
Going through the gates of Hell
See the desert cast its spell
Will I step out of the sandstorm?
Or will sand be my last home?
Going through the gates of Hell
See the desert cast its spell