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Vast And Empty Spaces

Of Cold Rock And Sand

Light And Shadow

Faces Of A

No Man's Land

Underneath The Crimson Sun

In The Morning's Haze

He Stands Against The Desert

Where His Heart Betrays

He Takes A Deep Breath

In The Morning Sun

Wipes Away The Dust

From The Barrel Of His Gun

Many Roads He's Wandered

Many Miles He's Run

Many Places He Has Seen

Many Yet To Come

He Can Still Hear The Old Man's Promise

Of A Green And Fruitful World

Behind The Edge Of Heaven

Beyond The Deserts Dirt

No Man's Land

The Promise Of Hope Just A Voice In The Far

No Man's Land

The Beating Of A Sacred Heart

Follow The Setting Sun

Into A Brighter Day

Listen And Learn

You Will Find Your Way

He Was Still A Young Boy Then

Guided By A Dream

Shaken By This Fever

Deep Within

No Man's Land...

Another Lonesome Road

Another Lonely Night

Drawn So Forcefully

By A Guiding Light

Carrying His Burden

For A Greater Goal

Driven By The Fire

Burning In His Soul

As He Lays Himself To Rest

He Looks Up To The Stars

He Hold His Breath, Listening

To The Voices In The Far

No Man's Land...