We... are nothing but shepherds hungry for gold
we... like senseless guards of statues so cold
we... are nothing but dreamers of time that will come
we... like sand in a desert awaiting the wind.

If I close my eyes if I start to dream
there's only you for me where nothing can help me be.

We... are nothing but tributes to idols we praise
we... like medals of steel stuck on a wall
we... are nothing but mortals subjected to death
we... like drifters in worlds unknown and far.