I rest for a moment placing her head down
On precarious corpse of a torn apart,
a torn apart beast !
I do not know who or where or why
we are
Running for far too long
we are
Running for far too long
we are
Running for far too long !!!
I lay down exhausted on the burning sand
All I want is to meld with the coarse grains
Scrub the smell of death and blood
from trembling limbs...
I lay down
On the burning sand
I lay down
On the burning sand
On the burning sand !
But the risk of capture's great...
But the risk of capture's great...
But the risk of capture's great...
But the risk of capture's great...
...On the burning, burning sand...
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