Dez Mona Arid Song
I've got to be the vicious prayer
Wandering in a long deep sleep
Away from the barren lands
And all the defeated beasts
So what’s to say of all those creatures
Who blame me for some simple changes
Long I've known, with what I moan
is difficult to deal
For now the day has come
To sing this arid song
Like a twisted bird that never flew
Sitting and chanting
but never romancing
Like other birds do.
Save me
Save me please
