The desert in the blazing sun I feel my throat is burning The guard is incorruptable You name it vanity or yearning - oh Now - dusty wind into my face We gotta build it higher and higher Oh the sun is whipping from above Your child in chains of desire And craving towers From the desert towards the sky The grind of the genius Who's raising his own decline And the navigator is heading for hell Setting off on a journey And he'll never return And the navigator he rose and he fell In quest for heaven He'll never return Hey the seeker reaching for the stars Beyond the scape of profanity Oh and when he tried to touch the light Fire burned his sanity away Oh I gotta see it all Tempting deities I hear them But then when you follow their call Pride goes before the fall And the navigator...
The desert in the blazing sun I feel my throat is burning The guard is incorruptable You name it vanity or yearning - oh Now - dusty wind into my face We gotta build it higher and higher Oh the sun is whipping from above Your child in chains of desire And craving towers From the desert towards the sky The grind of the genius Who's raising his own decline And the navigator is heading for hell Setting off on a journey And he'll never return And the navigator he rose and he fell In quest for heaven He'll never return Hey the seeker reaching for the stars Beyond the scape of profanity Oh and when he tried to touch the light Fire burned his sanity away Oh I gotta see it all Tempting deities I hear them But then when you follow their call Pride goes before the fall And the navigator...
