There is a place in the desert, where doom is bound to fulfill,
Where god's eyes are never watching, but deaths eyes follow along side you.
A place where nightmares come to life, and illusions are no longer fake.
A place where buzzard's meal on the flesh of men who couldn't help but commit suicide,
It's out there somewhere, believe me it's out there,
But don't go looking for it because there's not a chance, that you will survive.
