Sand and Wine part 1 Lyrics

Behind the field of view, behind the dream comes through a storm with sand and fear. The smith drops down his spear. The ground beneath his feet trembles and melts away his thoughts, towards the life, escaped, from this endless nature shots.
A stark wind is blowing, in palm tree ascending. The smith runs away, begging a listen to his prey. Running towards the palace. His heart, a bustle from haste and from love. Running away. In the palace, his love, protection from nature's above.
This thought of ending, desire to save his kin. This moment of thinking at all that had been. His spouse, a maiden beauty, for king to adore. She is his servant and mistress, a whore. Two lads and a daughter, two braves and a bane. Forth draws future slaughter, a tempest and chain.
A fire in house of kings and lords awaits the smith with screams towards the wind, the death. His kin, his wife, his kids, his gems, his dreams, his life. The father and husband, the keeper and guide, with light from sunset, the sandstorm aside, he sees his lads and daughter abide the mother, in arms with king untied. Compeled by this moment to kneel afront her. His eyes are weeping divided with blur. One tear from grief and mourning and bloom. One tear from hate, deceit and demur.
Behind the field of view, behind a fire breeds life new. A ship at shore comes near. Aboard through water seared. The ground beneath his feet trembles and melts away his thoughts, towards the life, escaped, from this endless nature shots.