Out in the dirt Under the gleaming desert sun A vapid growth on her arid skin
Sprouting thorns like tumbleweed Fiery breath of a harridan earth
Her crosspatch winds They hearse me home I am born anew A dead husk
Never thriving, blight of the earth Fiery breath of a harridan earth
Amidst the yucca trees Soon to wither and die
Wither and die
Whisked away Like a freshly-flown maggot Like a jade-back pest
Now one in death I've seen them in dreams Their blood stains the quartz below To make anew my home on their tomb Grieve for the desert son Dead husk Dead husk
Out in the dirt Under the gleaming desert sun A vapid growth on her arid skin
Sprouting thorns like tumbleweed Fiery breath of a harridan earth
An ovalled ring shatters bone A stone shatters glass A fractured home
I know not of their life Only of their pain The tears of the child Nurture hardened soil Upon the ground of the elders You knew it wasn't safe You knew we shouldn't be here Upon the grounds of the murderers And the heroes and the saints A child finds his only peaceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
