The Desert Song

I'LL CRY, I'LL FIGHT, FOR THOUSANDS OF TIMES. EVEN IN THIS RELENTLESS STORM THAT TURNS MY BONES INTO THE DUST. I'LL CRY, I'LL FIGHT, FOR ALL OF MY TIMES. LET PRIDE TAKE THE LEAD, ILL BE REBORN. INTO THE FLAMES, I TAKE A STEP AHEAD I'VE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE. THROWN INTO THE DESERT, STANDING ON THE BURNING GROUND. DEATH TRAP DEVOURS MY SHADOW AS EVER-BOUND. I KNOW I'LL NEVER BE THE ONE WHO WEARS THE CROWN. BUT NOT A SINGLE WORD MAKES ME ASTOUND. MY DAMNATION IS NOT FOR A SALE, 'CAUSE IT'S SO OBVIOUS. STRUCK DOWN BY THUNDER, TORN BY THE WIND. BINDING ANKLES TO THE MOUTH OF THE HELL. SCREAMING VOICES REACH THE END OF THE VOID. RISE AND BREAK AWAY. DRAW THE BLOOD. I'M ON MY OWN. I'LL CRY FOR THOUSANDS OF TIMES. AND I'LL FIGHT FOR ALL OF MY TIMES. I HEAR THEM GROWL (I HEAR THEM GROWL) I HEAR THEM SALIVATE (SALIVATE) BUT I KEEP MOVING FORWARD TO WEAVE THIS THE TALE OF THE DESERT SONG