We were born in a Golden Age
Beyond the creed
Blown with the winds to meet
The ones who creep and pray

Unshold feet traces on fresh sand
A map unfold
Spreading out knowledge
Magic and love, and then

Oh, and then

Carried by wooden gods
We leave toward the sky
Gushed out the holy blood
From those who die to bless

Oh, and dance
Oh, still dance

Someone has sent somebody here
To bring an age long disappeared
Holy Land, throw your scars on me
My soul just tends to be
Your friend

Holy Land
Holy Land around
Holy Land
Holy Land is all

Someone has sent somebody here
To bring an age long disappeared
Holy Land, show your signs to me
'Cause I'm still here to see
Your face

Holy Land
Holy Land around
Holy Land
Holy Land is all

Holy Land
Holy Land