Drifting in, carried on dry winds From across the Nile, the sirens in exile 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
How harsh and shrill the word has become Twisted and bent -- a hornet`s nest stirred up by the beating stick
Simoom, simoom... increasing speed Sucking in dry heat Simoom, 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 a face Driven to tell.
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