High Desert Storm
Another dry year again
Where will we go
With fire and fury
They came from below
Don't hide those heads away
We've got to run for the hills
All the children are starving
And falling to their death
It's a desert doom rising, yeah
We take our last breath
Wanna see that garden grow
And the blood red desert sun set
Well some have it easy, baby
They hack at the brains, yeah
To feed some growling monster
They take the flesh and not the grain, no
Now there's nothing left in Chaco
But the bloody bones of my old friends
Where will we go
With fire and fury
They came from below
Don't hide those heads away
We've got to run for the hills
All the children are starving
And falling to their death
It's a desert doom rising, yeah
We take our last breath
Wanna see that garden grow
And the blood red desert sun set
Well some have it easy, baby
They hack at the brains, yeah
To feed some growling monster
They take the flesh and not the grain, no
Now there's nothing left in Chaco
But the bloody bones of my old friends
Credits
Writer(s): Braydan Favre
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