Phantom in the Sand

In a town of "all or nothing" a sewer with finesse caresses myopic castaways
They wonder where they are, wonder where they lay
The cancer in the desert feeds when you pay

We are the disciples of a mugger with no shame
We are the saliva of a cannibal's estate
We are the obsidian, merciless, the karakul, powerless.

In a playground for the tempted a regimen invades the mind of a nomad's fever
Their disillusioned eyes, looking for a way out
It appears we're all the same now, in a drought

We are the disciples of a mugger with no shame
We are the saliva of a cannibal's estate
We are the obsidian, merciless, the karakul, powerless, the fool-believer, perilous, the chemical, the restless.

We are we are.....