The deserts are for the wretched, the fading and the numb
The deserts are for hiding if you are lowlife scum
The deserts they will make you parched
The deserts they will kill
The deserts are not friendly
And they never ever will
The deserts are for the lonely
The deserts are for the damned
The deserts are not for sheep
And the deserts are not for lambs
The desert is and always be
A place to test your mortality
A place to die
A place to cease
A place for hindrance
And decrease
Do not go there
Not alone
Not with someone
It’s dry as bone
The desert is quite empty
Of that you can be assured
The desert is a death trap
Your death will be procured
But if you insist
Then goodbye my friend
Into the sandy depths you’ll lie
For I am done convincing you
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
