Dry wind blows across the sand
Strange red soil in this dead land
Old stone walls and broken gates
Something cruel in the heat waits
Rusty locks and heavy doors
Blood stains on the wooden floors
Walking slow through the village street
Burning soles on the midday heat
Hold the line in the red dust haze
Lost inside this viral maze
Keep the lamp and the powder dry
Underneath a heavy sky
Heard a scream from the city square
Something wrong in the humid air
Iron grip and a sudden blow
Nowhere left for a man to go
Hold the line in the red dust haze
Lost inside this viral maze
Keep the lamp and the powder dry
Underneath a heavy sky
Cold steel click in a quiet room
Scent of salt and a heavy doom
Two men bound by a common fight
Chasing ghosts in the dead of night
Climbing high to the tower top
Where the ticking clock won't stop
Yellow eyes in the thickest brush
Hear the wind in a sudden rush
Saw the scale of the master plan
Changing skin of a dying man
One last shot for the final blow
Watch the red tide ebb and flow
Hold the line in the red dust haze
Lost inside this viral maze
Keep the lamp and the powder dry
Underneath a heavy sky
Keep the light on
Keep the light on
Red dust horizon