One thousand years we sat and waited
For the rains to fall on these dry lands
We watched the sky turn blue to black
And felt our bodies turn to cold
There was a man whose face begotten
He rode a horse, that breathed of fire
They said he's evil and danced in the dust
Here is the key, take it if you will
Turn dust into despair
Now take, what isn't there
Finding reason in the poison
Is your illusion really fair?
Turn dust into despair
Now take, what isn't there
Finding reason in the poison
Is your illusion really fair?
Finding reason in the poison
Is your illusion really fair?
Finding reason in the poison
Is your illusion really fair?