The trees they scream The fires they rage The oceans are astir As the people age The ground it shakes As the chasms appear The air grows foul And the end feels near Lost in the desert Lost for days Lost in the desert Lost for years I hear a melody More ominous than mine The data is compiled Human psyche's offline Unsure what to believe So much chicanery The sky is scorched The pills aren't real Lost in the desert Lost for days Lost in the desert Lost for years Covered in sand Find a place An oasis in the dark To hide and await The end of this arc Astray in the sands In the middle of a drought Lost in the shadows Seeking a way out Lost in the desert Lost for days Lost in the desert Lost for years Lost for years