The hot wind blowing jagged lines across the sand
The crumbling in our minds are all that stand 
Just like the buffalo blindly following the herd
We try to justify all the things that have occurred 
I know what I've been told 
But the wishes of the people can't controlled (x2)
HEAT OF THE DESERT
DUST SETTLED ON MY FACE 
WITHOUT A COMPASS THE SOLDIER KNOWS NO DISGRACE 
OUT OF THE ASHES
THE EAGLE RISES STILL 
FREEDOM IS CALLING 
TO ALL MEN WHO BEND THEIR WILL 
Here I am
Dirty and faceless 
Waiting to head your instruction
On my own 
Invisible warrior 
I am a wind of DESTRUCTION 

Buckle The Fuck Up Little Doggie
-khamsin

Dammit all I need to get pegged by a 6'3 goth girl who could manhandle the hell out of me.