Hellespont

From the sands of the desert
Fate arrives a new king
God of gold and of pleasure
All will bow to the ring

Into the eye of vision
He has the conquest of the war, of war
Into the eye of vision
He has the conquest of the war, of war

Prince of tides from the wasteland
All will pass in his stead
Cities die in the pathway
Dunes that run crimson red

Into the eye of vision
He has the conquest of the war, of war
Into the eye of vision
He has the conquest of the war, of war

Into the eye of vision
He has the conquest of the war, of war
Into the eye of vision
He has the conquest of the war, of war