From the dusty mesa
her loomin' shadow grows
hidden in the branches
of the poison creosote
She twines her
spines up slowly
towards the boilin' sun
And when I touched her skin
my fingers ran with blood
In the hushin' dusk
under a swollen silver moon
I came walkin' with the wind
to watch the cactus bloom
A strange hunger haunted me
the loomin' shadows danced
I fell down to the thorny brush
and felt a tremblin' hand
When the last light
warms the rocks
and the rattlesnakes unfold
Mountain cats will come
to drag away your bones
And rise with me forever
across the silent sand
And the stars will be your eyes
and the wind will be my hands