Desert Rain

In the city

In the dead of the night

The King sits on His throne

And he moves around the pieces

And he makes the facts his own

In the desert

A million miles away

A boy looks to the sky

And he sees the night exploding

And the tears come to his eyes

And he wonders:

What do they want?

What do they want?

It's a desert rain

A cavalcade of flames

Fired in the name of the sacred and profane

And were all to blame

And nothing will remain

Unless we rise up

To stop this desert rain

To the fat cats

Behind the wheel

Nothing is taboo

As they hunger thirst for domination

And they hunger for the crude

In the desert

In the dead of the night

The boy, he prays alone

And he wants to be a hero

So he's strapping on a bomb

And we wonder:

What do they want?

What do they

What do they want?

It's a desert rain

A cavalcade of flames

Fired in the name of the sacred and profane

And were all to blame

And nothing will remain

Unless we rise up

To stop this desert rain