Starch white dust arises Different morning, a different age Hear the hissing of the harvest from Aleppo to Kuwait Hear the river sing her sacred song Mesopotamia To the east there lie the mountains Severed by a broken blade Where on earth could one man find A place as vast as this terrain There are few who tried to conquer here But they saw through their disdain Gaze upon the flowers Only purity remains Hear the river sing her sacred song Mesopotamia I must've heard about it somewhere Through an ancient war Mesopotamia Where they search for explanations in the stars Living off the fertile land, we found a common trait Exchanging all that we could find From wheat to sugarcane A temple high and mighty Where the priests come to proclaim Descend upon us eternal bliss Let the gods show us our ways Never seemed to matter much at all Never seemed to hear them call Mesopotamia I must've heard about it somewhere Through an ancient war Mesopotamia Where they search for explanations in the stars