Wasteland - Isgaard (伊思嘉)

Below your feet has been a solid soil

A million years of age

Without a man made spoil

Around your head has been a gentle breeze

That brought a magic smell

A million souls to please

Wasteland

When holy ground is burning

Wasteland

Too late for us to waive

Wasteland

When mother earth is bleeding

Dead end

When we have failed to save

Through your eyes you've seen a peaceful earth

A million people's home

For Noah's Ark a berth

In your veins has been eternity

A slowly beating pulse a deeply breathing sea

Wasteland

When holy ground is burning

Wasteland

Too late for us to waive

Wasteland

When mother earth is bleeding

Dead end

When we have failed to save

Wasteland

When holy ground is burning

Wasteland

Too late for us to waive

Wasteland

When mother earth is bleeding

Dead end

When we have failed to save

Wasteland

Wasteland

Wasteland