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Desert Call (Myrath)

Desert was silent and I was on my way home. Stars shined like diamonds around a bright moon of chrome. The soft wind of night was tickling my face, Made me feel alright, erased all my trace. The wind start to harshen, I see a wall of sand. A tempest was marching, covering the land. The wrath of the Sahara was eating me alive Unleashed all it's power, the elements on strife. I beg for my life, The demons took over my mind. The mighty sands just spared my life I saw the tempest from inside. The desert spirit was with me. No chance to run, no way to hide, It smiles to me and set me free.