Lyrics
Walking in the blazing sand
The narrator is walking in a scorching desert.
Scars and scabs upon my hands
Describes physical damage and hardship evident on the narrator's hands from the harsh environment.
How did I end up this way?
Expressing confusion or regret about the current difficult situation.
Sun is burning on my skin
The sun is intensely hot and causing discomfort on the narrator's skin.
Tears are rolling down my chin
Emotional distress is causing tears while facing the challenging conditions.
Wind picking up far away
The wind is gaining strength in the distance.
Now I’m stepping in the sandstorm
The narrator is entering a severe sandstorm.
Fighting for my life I roam
Fighting for survival and navigating through a perilous situation.
Going through the gates of Hell
The narrator feels as if they are entering the gates of Hell, emphasizing the severity of the challenge.
See the desert cast its spell
The desert has a mystical influence, capturing the narrator's attention.
Air and dust scratching my face
The environment is harsh, with air and dust causing physical discomfort.
My footsteps leaving no trace
The narrator's presence is temporary, leaving no lasting mark in the vastness of the desert.
Everything is turning gray
Everything becomes colorless and bleak, reflecting the challenging circumstances.
Slowly skies are getting clear
The situation is gradually improving, with the skies clearing.
Salvation is growing near
A sense of relief and hope for salvation is emerging.
At least for another day
Despite the improvement, the relief is temporary, emphasizing the ongoing struggle.
Now I’m stepping in the sandstorm
Reiteration of entering a challenging sandstorm.
Fighting for my life I roam
Continued fight for survival and perseverance.
Going through the gates of Hell
Re-emphasizing the difficulty of entering the gates of Hell (metaphorically).
See the desert cast its spell
Reiteration of the captivating and mystical nature of the desert.
Now I’m stepping in the sandstorm
Re-entering the challenging sandstorm.
Fighting for my life I roam
Continuing the struggle for survival in adverse conditions.
Going through the gates of Hell
Re-emphasizing the difficulty of passing through the gates of Hell.
See the desert cast its spell
Reiteration of the captivating and mystical influence of the desert.
Will I step out of the sandstorm?
Pondering the possibility of escaping the sandstorm or succumbing to it.
Or will sand be my last home?
Contemplating whether the sandstorm will be the narrator's final resting place.
Going through the gates of Hell
Re-emphasizing the arduous journey through the metaphorical gates of Hell.
See the desert cast its spell
Reiteration of the captivating and challenging spell of the desert.
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