Clouds Above the Desert Songtext
von Sonic Reign

Vultures silhouette
Against the pale sky
Their screams herald
The forthcoming tempest

Black clouds rise above the desert
To satisfy the thirst of our soil
We worship you messengers of rage
Bring fare to our seed of rebellion

Impregnate the pride
Of the ones that forsook themselves
To rise against their opressors


Burn their faces they just use to hide
And burn their lying lips to ashes
Tear open the gates
You used to sneak along
Take back what they took away from you
Iniquitously usurped
Grabbed in greed
Tear it out of their cold dead hands

Watch us dethrone the gods
And hear our voices mocking their bloody names
It′s vanity that asks for revolt
Free the tempest that blows their ashes away

Black clouds rise above the desert
To satisfy the thirst of our soil
We worship you messengers of rage
Bring fare to our seed of rebellion

Become a part of this movement
Bite the hand that chokes our lives
Impregnate the pride of the ones
That forsook themselves