Fistful of Sand

Up from the sands of the mighty Sahara comes
 Our hero bold, who so it's told
 Is a lot like you and me
 His passion burns, the world it turns
 He fills his hand to fill the void
 And fuels the constant feeling
 Of nothingness inside his soul
 Feels like nothing ever did
 Kills like nothing ever could
 Dark and jaded world I hated
 Everything I left behind
 I don't need you, and I don't want you
 World that left me blind
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 Beneath the sands of the mighty Sahara lies
 Buried treasure sunken deep
 In darkened tombs where dead men sleep
 Gold fills hands, or is it sand
 The same that covers everything
 Where cities stood, soon deserts found
 Now sink beneath the swelling ground
 Feels like nothing ever did
 Kills like nothing ever could
 Dark and jaded world I hated
 Everything I left behind
 I don't need you, and I don't want you
 World that left me blind
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 This world is for the taking
 This world is suffocating
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 Plastic bags of Novocain
 Some PCP to kill the pain
 To build a tomb to store your rust
 Moth-eaten piles of blowing dust
 Under the sands of the mighty Sahara
 Goes our hero bold, in seach of gold
 A casket for a dying world
 Our hero stands, with wealth in hand
 The prize for his endeavors
 The masses cheer, to hide their fears
 That no man lives forever
 Feels like nothing ever did
 Kills like nothing ever could
 Dark and jaded world I hated
 Everything I left behind
 I don't want you, and I don't need you
 World that left me blind