Blood of the Badlands

The desert night Illuminated by lantern light Thieves and killers Hung by their nape In this canyon were There is no escape The twine tightens On my throat The scorching desert air Goes cold Blood restricted Breath won't flow In this canyon No man will die old On this land where every man Is a stranger The desert night Illuminated with bonfire light The twine tightens On my throat The scorching desert air Goes cold Blood restricted Breath won't flow In this canyon No man will die old On this land where every man Is a stranger

With their pistols drawn They came in the night To spill innocent blood And murder by torchlight The wickedness of man Reflected in bloody pools In the desert sand None of the women Not even the children Not a soul escaped The horrors of murder Scalping and rape The horde moved forth Like an unstoppable desert storm As they approached the unknowing tribe They know that every man Woman, and child shall die With their weapons drawn They came in the night To spill innocent blood And murder by moonlight The wickedness of man Reflected in bloody pools In the desert sand None of the women Not even the children Not a soul escaped The horrors of murder Scalping and rape The horde moved forth Like an unstoppable desert storm As they approached the unknowing tribe They know that every man Woman, and child shall die

I have escaped From the hangman's long reach But deep in this wasteland I am not free With no water to quench me With no clouds for shade Beneath punishing sunlight That I cannot evade Approaching me Encroaching me Pursuing me These Vultures will circle my grave Unable to run Unable to hide Unable to move And find the will to stay alive Approaching me Encroaching me Pursuing me These Vultures that circle my grave

The time has come For me to be The next victim of The gallows tree For my crime I will die For what I've done I will be hung My hands are bound My heart is hardened And for the final time I watch the desert sun Rise from behind the mountain I stand in place And see the world go black As they pull the rope and bag Over my face My time has come I was meant to be Another victim of This forlorn gallows tree

The horses have perished The river ran dry If not for the late Summer rains We'd all surely die This earth burns like fire On my bare feet Scorched by the desert sun With unmatched power and heat Late Summer rain Never came The crops have all perished The people have died Without cooling late Summer rains Only the desert survives Late Summer rain Never came Late Summer rain Never came