In the desert,
Who will survive?
We are the sons of the wind,
Hold your chest high and accept the baptism of sand,
Sand Ninja Village is above all else,
We carry our heads,
Looking proudly at the yellow sand,
We shed our own blood,
Gathering to form a great river in the desert,
Sand Ninja Village is above all else,
We use our bodies,
To block the wrath of nature,
We use our souls,
To pay homage to the will of the wind,
The wind god is with us,
Sand Ninja Village is with us
The first drizzle of morning light guides souls from other worlds to a new world... With sad memories, broken souls, and a faint glimmer of hope, a new story unfolds on this magical continent...