Envy of the Gods - Lancer

In nether worlds we wander

to find utopia

Is this the final answer,

where is the world we’ve known

Another fallen nation,

another dying sun

Where all the strange believers found their Elysium

And as the world is turning,

towards utopia

The universal silence calls

Warlords and steel gods, we’re on the march

Precious Alexandria, seems lost forever more

Crossing the deadly Gedrosian Wasteland, like hell on earth we’ll try to linger

on

Grave mother of majestic works From her isle-altar gazing down Who, god-like,

grasps the triple fork And, king-like, wears the crown

Envy of the gods, utopia faded, gone Envy of the gods, utopia faded, gones

A lust for higher power and the greed of men Drag us to this living' hell,

mislead by your command

Why are we here if we’re still alive God-chosen warrior a king without a crown

Three wishes are my last demand Let my powerless doctors carry me away

To my grave and down the golden lane

Let the world see my empty hands

Envy of the gods, utopia faded, gone

Envy of the gods, utopia faded, gone

And as the wind will carry the ashes to the sea

Left are the witnesses, the lost humanity

They put their trust into their faith and the unknown

Like blinded wanderers lost without no hope

Grave mother of majestic works From her isle-altar gazing down Who, god-like,

grasps the triple fork And, king-like, wears the crown

Envy of the gods, utopia faded, gone

Envy of the gods, utopia faded, gone