praying to the wretched beasts  maybe they can forgive  the warriors of haunted souls  and common mavericks  sorrows of their inner lifes  hope burned down in flames  a king would trade his finest crown  to get out of their way    hearts will break a thousand times  not even just in dreams  guns will wait a thousand nights  gone with the wind  gone with the wind    dying with their boots on  the shadows of the proud  still sounding in their ears  the mating call of gold  pla-ces of immortality  millions sacred tombs  no medicine will ever heal  that never healing wounds    hearts will break a thousand times  not even just in dreams  guns will wait a thousand nights  gone with the wind  gone with the wind    upon a land where glory lies  the might of suns and moons  eternally under the sky  covered by the truth  when gods would lay their weapons down  and no more war to fight  you'll see em at the long horizon  finally unite    gone with the wind  gone with the wind