Winds of Destination

[In 1123, two noble men from Europe and seven Knights Crusaders were nominated to guard the ruins of the Temple of Solomon and to protect the Christians who came to visit the holy places. They were called Templar. Down the tunnels of the temple wreck they found relics and manuscripts which contained the essence of the secret traditions of Judaism and ancient Egypt, some of which probably went back to the day of Moses. Freedom of intellectual thought and the restoration of one and universal religion was their secret object. To the eyes of God, every life manifestation is the same. There is no special path prepared for us. A human being isn't worth more than a whirlwind carrying fallen leaves. We're all being carried by the same Winds of Destination.]

Blood is flowing on the ground

Like a river branching red lines

Anguish is all around

Hope yielding to despair

Life is a circumstance

Any minute slips away

God, please look upon us all

Do you give a damn?

Dancing in the air

Spinning leaves in circles giving

pleasure to my eyes

Sadden my delight

When the joy is over laying scattered

on the ground

Oh! The sun will rise

The beginning of creation

Oh! Into the skies

On the Winds of Destination

Carry us away...

Secret ark of Solomon

Hidden in the temple wreck...

for the king

Many years and centuries

Till seven knights from the order

Down the tunnels of the past

Learning from the undisclosed...

all the way!

Holding dreams on zealous hands

All those archives

Lost and wasted

Somewhere in the battle fields

Farewell to common world

Templars are watching

and guarding the scrolls

Shields of faith the knights behold

All Manuscripts of the sacred

laws are there

Dancing in the air

Spinning leaves in circles

Giving pleasure to my eyes

...arise!

Oh! The sun will rise

The beginning of creation

Oh! Into the skies

On the Winds of Destination

Carry us away

Old leaves will be falling

Old trees will remain

Whirlwind carries you away

For tomorrow be the same