aroused, by a vulture's cry
where am I now, what is the time?
I'm on my way, just don't know why
a trail, that can barely be seen by the eye

sand on all sides, skulls and cacti
in the distance a twister, his mouth open wide
passing through, not finding his food
but spinning all he finds in that hyperscrew

amidst all this my body lies
the running has destroyed my thighs
but I gotta get up and end this race
no turning back no crossing ways

go, to the land beyond all lore... and ice in time

crawling onwards, still getting nowhere
my time is running out, while passing the valley of drought
don't even wanna see, what's passed behind me
I'm running the race to
oblivion

forced, to crawl on through the sand
if running or stumbling, my pace will not end
feels like the grains rin under me
stopping that flow's no possibility

scorpions and snakes my sole company
with their ringing and rattling tails round my feet
they won't hurt me bad, just sent to distract from
something I haven't considered yet

the twister has got to contain the key
to unlock the chain, that binds me to that street
oh, I gotta get up and end this race
before the sand has wiped my final trace

go, to the land beyond all lore...and ice in time

crawling onwards, still getting nowhere
my time is running out, while passing the valley of drought
don't even wanna see, what's past behind me
I'm running the race to
oblivion

RUN MOTHERFUCKER