Shadows on a scorched horizon
Like a wall we stand
Arizona roarin’, risin’
From the scalded sand
The cries of a dead world
Callin’ out in pain
Red skies on the desert
Are the blood in a ranger’s veins
Static on a distant signal
Gonna fade to wind
Iron in my blistered fingers
Ragin' chambers spin
The cries of a dead world
Callin’ out in pain
Red skies on the desert
Are the blood in a ranger’s veins
Scorpion tales and cyborg blues
Prophets of doom they spread bad news
Scorpion tales and cyborg blues
Prophets of doom they spread bad news
The cries of a dead world
Callin’ out in pain
Red skies on the desert
Are the blood in a ranger’s veins