A man can lose his past, in a country like this ? Wandering aimless ? Parched and nameless ? A Man could lose his way, in a country like this ? Canyons and cactus ? Endless and trackless
Searching through grim eternity Sculptured by prehistoric sea ?
Seven Cities of Gold ? Stories that fired my imagination Seven Cities of Gold ? A splendid mirage in this desolation Seven Cities of Gold ? Glowing in my dreams, like hallucinations Glitter in the sun like a revelation Distant as a comet or a constellation
A man can lose himself, in a country like this Rewrite the story ? Recapture the glory ? A man could lose his life, in a country like this ? Sunblind and friendless ? Frozen and endless ? The nights grow longer, the father I go
Wake to aching cold, and a deep Sahara of snow ? That gleam in the distance could be heaven's gate
A long-awaited treasure at the end of my cruel fate