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Midnight battle, a thousand horses On provision the iron master But below the heat red fire Sharpen wheels of Ali bastard I hear! Remember the desert garden, Moonlight on the sand! We listen the throbbing I Of the voice of El Shaddai Caught in wells of precious water Veils of faith protect the archer Children die and wives are slaughtered, yeah, yeah Blood and bone, we're marching forward! I hear! Remember the desert garden, Moonlight on the sand! We listen the throbbing I Of the voice of El Shaddai Forced to walk with timid .. Through the timber at thunder mountain Finding ways to hear his whisper He said, 'I am that! I am! Songtexte Remember the desert garden, Moonlight on the sand! We listen the throbbing I Of the voice of El Shaddai Aus Songtexte Mania