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