Creatures (The)

Simoom
Drifting in Carried on dry winds From across the Nile the sirens in exile Driven to tell Driven to tell Floating on a cloud Your face out of the crowd A blinding sun purging everyone Beautiful word musical and sweet Now all you can do is play the punishing beat Now harsh and shrill The word has become Twisted and bent A hornets nest stirred up by the beating stick Simoom simoom Increasing speed sucking in dry heat Simooom simoom You breathe in suffocation Relentless simoom blow and whistle this tune Pouring in filling where once was space Where once was light Where once was life Driven to tell From Letras Mania