Tusken Raid

Terrified banthas around
Can't see through the sand
Torrid temperature becomes
Freezing cold in the end

Ripped brains, sun's scorched
That's not a good smoke
Only the Sweet Leaf
Can be cure to our minds

A burnin knife floating
I'm not a bedouin
You better run fast
Soon spaceship's landing
Tribe is getting ready
Marching to the enemy
Highest trip ever was
To end up with a mess

TUSKEN RAID

Cruel lizard storm
Won't let me go home
Tryna forget where
I was born and came from

Shaking bodies on the ground
Houses are burning down
My warriors carry on
Til' the raids are done

TUSKEN RAID



Credits
Writer(s): Deniz Yildiz, Ecem Cesur, Emre Demir
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