A promised land which is always the next one

A heroic feat that no one else has ever done

An evil empire found on nothing but my troopers' horseshoes

An oriental last name carried on from father to son

Say I'm the conqueror who long for flesh and blood

A servile Europe could not fulfill my lust

My footsteps follow the will of history

Till the day ashes turn ashes and dust to dust

No one calls me by my real name

The scourge of god was the title they gave

None the less I feel so innocent

I'm not the one to be blamed

It's just the way it meant to be over and over again

It's been a while since the day I left home

On the long journey to the west we are left all alone

I could return to her arms but somehow I won't

Like a lost child with a heart of stone

Attila

Homeless Attila

Attila

Nomad Attila

Attila

Homeless Attila

Attila

Nomad Attila

It's been a while since the day I left home

On the long journey to the west we are left all alone

I could return to her arms but somehow I won't

Like a lost child with a heart of