In this wasteland without any shadows

There is no water for my dusty throat

There is no rainbow days filled with silent sorrow

And for our sins there are no antidotes.

Eternal sand

There is no end to this no man's land

We all must pay

For the piper we dance while he plays

How many miles to Babylon

How many years must I carry on.

In this our endless searching for the Holy Grail

There is no sleep for the souls who find no rest

Ships of the desert without rings or sails

Flotsam and Jetsam floating from the west

Eternal sand

There is no end to this no man's land

We all must pay

For the piper we dance while he plays

How many miles to Babylon

How many years must I carry on.