Old Amsterdam - Rise From The Ashes

Nation of the fire, lighted by the ancient winds
Who can destroy the mountain of phoenix
Of the lord of the west red diamond

Walking in the street
To the city we never met
New sun, new stars and new me
All rised from the ashes

Come around on me again
The sin sands from the lonely land
Let the fire burn my body again

A mail from the heaven
Show me the way to the hell
Then I will rising from the ashes

Old Amsterdam

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