[00:02.446]A thousand red warriors reluctantly ordered to begin
[00:08.210]A charge that lead to slaughter amid chaotic blackened din
[00:11.875]On a desert plain
[00:14.210]It is lonely at this stop here with the low arms of light creeping in
[00:19.767]We've delivered the kiss of death and it was well received
[00:25.944]It's lonely and there is nowhere to go except down
[00:29.947]It is lonely and there is no place to go except down
[00:34.776]The desert is lonely and there's no face to show this dawn
[00:38.934]Just heavy, cold light on these eyes
[00:41.755]This sorry excuse for eyes
[00:45.382]Dear, I...
[00:49.548]Dressed up a cactus as a clown
[00:52.246]And on his spiny face I painted a frown
[00:55.123]His whiskers brush my cheek, I plant the kiss of death
[00:58.864]And my lip bleeds
[01:01.117]It's lonely and the only direction I know is down
[01:05.045]It is lonely and the only place I know is down
[01:09.711]The desert is home for a dusty circus clown
[01:13.943]“The moth balls,” I told you, “such a sorry excuse for eyes”
[01:18.503]Mom, this is such a sorry excuse for eyes
[01:30.124]On a desert plain where I now stand
[01:33.669]Rubbing dusty eyes
[01:36.792]With the company of a deaf friend
[01:39.679]Whose beginnings I despise
[01:46.201]On a desert plain
[01:54.041]Take what you can, but the reflections scare the shit out of me
[02:05.552]Take what you can when you can, why can't I kick the can?
[02:10.873]There is a pebble inside and it rattles hopelessly to
[02:14.353]The empty desert dawn
[02:17.376]Oh, but it was well received
[02:20.094]It was well received
[02:22.862]We were well received
[02:24.394]We were well received, really
[02:31.664]We were well received
[02:36.013]Over there, we were well received
[02:41.252]Really