Swirling Sands lyrics

The swirling sands

A gale of grit

Abrading all it contacts

Fine lunar dust

Penetrating the very soul

Sweating, a lahar

Abated only in death

Exhaustion in the sun

Beaten features of the land

Dull hues of devastation

Inhospitable and arid

Grit in the teeth

Permiating all within

The desert never leaves

It remains in the soul

Pulmonary sedimentation

A silconic legacy

This coughing conveyance

Within each respiration

Amid the swirling sands

• Artist:Ww Ww