They walk a desolate trail searching for home
In a desert full of Dust Devils and God's own
The line in the sand they are dying on
It's on the hands of them God damn son of a guns
The line in the sand they are dying
We are dying on
It's on the hands of them God damn son of a guns
They're trying to erase indigenous ties to the land
Out of mind and sight crushed in the hidden hand
The line in the sand they are dying on
It's on the hands of them God damn son of a guns
The line in the sand they are dying
We are dying on
It's on the hands of them God damn son of a guns
It's on the hands of them God damn son of a guns
They walk a desolate trail searching for home
Know this land we're standing on is covered in blood
It's on the hands of them God damn son of a guns
For some reason, what I previewed and the real songs was somewhat different - maybe because of the cover art?
But I definitely don't regret something more spacial than expected. The recent Ocean drifting in space. frankwurst