Crossing the lands Through the ivory gates of dreams We start our trip in search for freedom We push our souls Through the folds of space and time In search for hopes we never found And tonight we won't fail It is do or die When tomorrow comes We will hail to the new sun Feel the wind on your face While we ride It's the cold wind of freedom Two small points in the sky Tiny lights Going back to where we belong Look at the world We are leaving it behind Our trip has started now we're moving forth No turning back From the choice we have made We're ending now what(we)started years ago And tonight we won't fail It is do or die When tomorrow comes We will hail to the new sun Feel the wind on your face While we ride It's the cold wind of freedom Two small points in the sky Tiny lights Going back to where we belong Feel the wind on your face While we ride It's the cold wind of freedom Two small points in the sky Tiny lights Going back to where we belong