The Chosen Ones Lyrics - Virgin Steele

Marching across the desert sands 

Condemned to drift from land to land 

No food or water or heaven's rain 

So many tears and so much pain 

It's a long road the nights are so cold 

A thousand miles from my home 

Now the wasteland becomes our homeland 

There is no peace for those who roam...roam 

They call them the chosen ones 

But that's just a lie 

They call them the chosen ones 

Yet so many die 

If they're the chosen ones 

Under the sky 

Who made them the chosen ones 

To suffer and die 

Only the pain here now is real...so real 

Swords and arrows cannot defame 

When they invoke thy masters name 

The north star beckons beyond the gate 

To live in strife is their only fate...oh 

A thousand miles but I still roam....still I roam!!! 

A promise foretold, the armies can't hold 

The burning secrets on the scroll...still I roam...burn! 

They call them the chosen ones 

But that's just a lie 

They call them the chosen ones 

Yet so many die 

If they're the chosen ones 

Under the sky 

Why must these chosen ones 

Suffer and die... 

Only the pain here now is real...march! 

A million miles away 

Oh...my god why have you forsaken me 

Oh...we'll never understand