Nomad - Tor

Traveling through the time

Moving slowly in the sand

Knowledge is the weapon

'Gainst the hunger in the landSolitude met herself

Lessons from the primal step

Memories from ending life

Liars can’t stop the tribesNomad, nomad

Nomad, nomadBrother is the son of rape

The blood that once unites

Wanna choose the way they die

Look inside their mindsEchoes in the actual tribe

No longer sounds

The ancient teachings failed

Movement of my culture

My beliefs have no more talesWho are you to criticize

To judge and burn the tribes?

The world will be extinct

And your flesh will rot with mineNomad, nomad

Nomad, nomad, nomad