Outworld - City Of The Dead

Across a sea of sand a treasure waits
Buried 'neath the past, a living gate
A voice ever calling me
Through golden dreams... destiny

' Damned is he who takes from the hand of my sleeping shadow '

In the City of the Dead
They come for everything
Follow the voice that sings
I crush they're unbelief
Black wings await the thief

I struggle on... I've journeyed for so long... for glory
They say I will be damned, entombed beneath the sand...
a story

My City of the Dead
I'll Break your unbelief

I reach the gate... no time to contemplate tomorrows
A strange power holding sway
Dark eyes within the maze
' The Shadow '

' Awake, I rise in wrath and call your name in a place closed... now open
Damned is he who takes from the hand of my sleeping shadow
Though he may have all that lay within...Forever '

' You've come for everything
I judge your unbelief '

A story to be told a dream of shining gold..so hollow
The fallen find their way, brave kings become the slaves...of ' The Shadow '