White Sand Part II
Dune Hill
Riding on along a long long road
I'm trying to find, trying to find
A whole new way to live this life
Outside
I am stepping on the footsteps of someone else
Somebody else, somebody else
Fresh sand, water on my feet
Feels well
Now suddenly I sense a terrible smell
Blood on the sea, blood on the sea
As I glimpse on the ocean my mirrored face
It's not me
There's a stranger in the sea and he's staring at me
How could it be? How could it be?
I run for my life, the urgent desire
To flee
White sand, white sand
In horror, I must find, this enemy of mine
My nemesis, nemesis
I know I must kill him or my future lies
In grief
And the stranger's coming after I can hear his laughter
Mocking me, mocking me
But deep down inside I know in my mind
He's me
I am drowning in the fluid, howling for my ruin
And realize, mesmerize
Reaching for the surface of the darkest ocean
I rise
Somehow I produce a knife in my hand -
A blow to his brain, blow to his brain
And suddenly in the beach there's only me
And white sand
White sand, white sand
White sand, white sand