Slaves of the Sand
From the day we were born
In the shadow of gods and kings
Reading and writing forbidden
We work and nothing more
People without destiny
The birth of civilization
For us a waking nightmare
We heed the master’s call
A reoccurring scene
Trading lives for food and water
We mine precious stones
Under a whip’s sting
The birth of civilization
To us a waking nightmare
Rise up revolt revolution
Rise up revolt slaves of the sand
Rise up revolt revolution
Rise up revolt slaves of the sand
Colossal statues raised in shining gold and black
We are many but we dare do not attack
Pray for a time to come when justice be done
The God of the sun will be overrun
Ruled by captors who lie hidden behind masks
Break these chains of oppression retake our lives back
Pray for a time to come when justice be done
The God of the sun will be overrun
How we long for free will
But are too afraid to speak
To be regarded as myth or legend
A subhuman race
Treated as a disease
The birth of civilization
To us a waking nightmare
Rise up revolt revolution
Rise up revolt slaves of the sand
Rise up revolt revolution
Rise up revolt slaves of the sand