Song *Desert* (Made For Personal Use)

I hear a sound

of something bleak

Whisteling in my ear

I hear a sound

of things gone

but now I see them here

Mirages I do swear

I see all over there

Lies told I have heard

Why did you take them there

Whisteling pains I feel

always flowing through

of the love you took so dear

Anger, in magnitudes

Like a cold Oasis you once were

always there helping

time and time again

But now a biting cold

is all I feel

Each and every night

as I stand here

I heard of sound of joy

so I appeared

I heard of sound of death

so here I am

You all try to run and hide

from this place

to get away

from meeee

So run and hide from yourself

for the things you've done

I've come to claim you for myself

For the life that's now doooone

As we were left on the ground

now so shall you be

left here for vulture rot

as I laugh in gleee---eeeee--eeee

People say they hear sounds

in the deserts of deep

People say they hear laughs

from something sinister in the winds