| Like a mirage riding on the desert sand
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| Like a vision floating with the desert winds
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| Know the secret of the ancient desert lands
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| Your are the keeper of the mystery in your hands
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| Nomad, rider of the ancient east
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| Nomad, rider that men know the least
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| Nomad, where you come from no one knows
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| Nomad, where you go to no one tells
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| Undercover of the veil of your disguise
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| The men that fear you are the ones that you despise
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| No one’s certain what you future will behold
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| You’re a legend you own story will be told
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| Nomad, rider of the ancient east
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| Nomad, rider that men know the least
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| Nomad, where you come from no one knows
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| Nomad, where you go to no one tells
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| No one dares to even look or glance your way
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| Your reputation goes before you they all say
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| Like a spirit that can disappear at will
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| Many claim of things but no one’s seen you kill
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| Nomad, you’re the rider so mysterious
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| Nomad, you’re the spirit that men fear in us Nomad, you’re the rider of the desert sands
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| No man’s ever understood your genius
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| (2:56-Solo: Adrian Smith)
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| (3:19-Solo: Janick Gers)
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| (3:34-Solo: Dave Murray
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| Those who see you in horizon desert sun
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| Those who fear your reputation hide or run
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| You send before you a mystique that’s all your own
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| Your silhouette is like a statue carved in stone
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| Nomad, you’re the rider so mysterious
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| Nomad, you’re the spirit that men fear in us Nomad, you’re the rider of the desert sands
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| No man ever understood your genius
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| Legend has it that you speak an ancient tongue |