Premonitions forebode
on these desert roads
Will another landmine explode
Do I foresee
An I.E.D
And burns of the third degree
Just another day
in this neverending fray
As daylight burns away
Drones race
across the open skies
Blood must be spilled
when the bullets fly
Drones race
across the open skies
Blood must be spilled
when the bullets fly
Pray to your gods
Summon your masters
To save yourself
in the hereafter
Pray to your gods
Summon your masters
To save yourself
in the hereafter
Guerrilla confrontation
shells of fragmentation
needing no translation
Desolate land
Shifting sands
Hidden in their thousands
Nomadic domain
in this arid terrain
Yet the insurgency remains
Enemies within the populace
Faceless remain anonymous
Enemies within the populace
Faceless remain anonymous
Staring into the desert night
as another mine ignites
No condemnation
from the population
Is it guilt by association
The conflict extends
as it descends
Into a war that never ends