Master Sand Guitar (Extreme – Templo Version)
Written by Jesse Rómlárson

Let me tell you about
A friend of mine
In his hands old wood
Reborn in the sounds of time

Rusty strings
Craving to sing
Eager for a touch
Going back to life

Let’s live the life
Like the Master Grand Sand
While sawdust falls
Like snow in the hands

A wise man
Who sees the truth
About what is hidden
Inside the wood

Let’s live the life
Like the Master Grand Sand
Old wood is hidden
Inside the wood

Let’s live the life
Like the Master Grand Sand

A master luthier!

A wise man
Who sees the truth
About what is hidden
Inside the wood

Let’s live the life
Like the Master Grand Sand

A master luthier
Shaping the time
Unveiling the lies
Behind the dye

The price of the name
That others claim
In a world of facade
His true art will remain

The price of the name
That others claim
In a world of facade
His true art will remain

Let’s live the life
Like the Master Grand Sand
While sawdust falls
Like snow in the hands

Nothing alive
Like the Master Grand Sand
While sawdust falls
Like snow in the hands

Being in the hands
Being in the haze