Blind Passengers
"Desertland"

the creatures of damnation are spreading around
the victims of temptation are breaking new ground
shadows without faces are praising the lords
cause they know their masters
are reading their thoughts

desertland
they're craving for rain
awaiting the night
desertland
they're craving for pain
awaiting their guide

the creatures of damnation are taking their creed
children of mutation are saving the seed
puppets without faces are praising the lords
modified like engines with guided thoughts

desertland
they're craving for rain
awaiting the night
desertland
they're craving for pain
awaiting their guide