Lust Of Destiny

You worry about fates of those who dwell in this world...
You know songs that appeal, praising an earthly existence...
But time as a dream will fly by...
Many thousands years history lasts in this place
Into nowhere great people and countries have gone
All chants about them have vanished without a trace
Remained wasted lands where the life will never return
Forgotten a lyre. Its ancient word shan't ever be told
You see what appeals to You for your own assistance...
But time as a dream will fly by...
Only desert will remain
Where each grit must be given a soul of human.