Forever Across the Desert Plain

In a land of fire and ancient stories told. Where the desert burns with secrets

made of gold. The tale begins tonight, a queen of flame and

moonlight. Yeah! Under the moon's I drink from a silver well.

I'm walking the space where the dunes can tell. Stories of a

night when the wind wore her spin like a crown. And the queen

made of fear laid her weapons down. Her eyes were like

lanterns in all that endless heat. Shining on secrets the earth could never repeat.

And the stars lean low just to hear her name. Cause even the