Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Each night as I crawl along
Over the sands
I sift through the blood and the fog
Head in my hands

[Verse 2]
I make my way over the dunes
Desolate and dry
The remnants of empires past
Too stubborn to die
Morbid and familiar
Each hill like the last
The grifter's importunate hand
An insatiable grasp

[Verse 3]
Whispering in semaphore
Pious and vain
Surrounded by sycophants
Withered and gray
He promises deliverance
Day after day
Releasing only pestilence
And festering decay