Travelling through the night
Moving slowly in the sand
Knowledge is the weapon
Against the hunger in the land
Solitude met herself
Lessons from the primal step
Memories from an ending life
Liars can't stop the tribes
Nomad
Nomad
Nomad
Nomad
Brother is the son of rape
The blood that once unites
Wanna choose the way they die
Look inside their minds
In the actual tribe no longer sounds
The ancient teachings fails
Movement of my culture
My beliefs have no more tales
Who are you to criticize
To judge and burn the tribes
The world will be extinct
And your flesh will rot with mine
Nomad
Nomad
Nomad
Nomad
Nomad!
Moving slowly in the sand
Knowledge is the weapon
Against the hunger in the land
Lessons from the primal step
Memories from an ending life
Liars can't stop the tribes
Nomad
Nomad
Nomad
The blood that once unites
Wanna choose the way they die
Look inside their minds
The ancient teachings fails
Movement of my culture
My beliefs have no more tales
To judge and burn the tribes
The world will be extinct
And your flesh will rot with mine
Nomad
Nomad
Nomad
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...people that come in from a "civilized" world destroy the new lands and the way the "nomads" live. In the end, well in the end it doesn't fucking matter, we all die...
How passionate it is to me, nomad an-ti-christ, if only we looked after our world and its people