[Verse 1] Heat hangs heavy Dates fall Blackened on the stone Minarets lean Like tired old bones Ink in the margins Runs Then turns to dust Carpets of prayer Rolled up Stained with rust
[Chorus] Hearts shattered Bodies melting Under a furious Breathless sun Saltwind over Persia Burning Every promise Every tongue Sand ablaze The water dying Turning bitter in my mouth As the holy words go silent Crumbling Like the wind that sweeps the south
[Verse 2] Gold domes blister Colors bleed from every tile Children draw rivers In the dirt Then wait a while Names of the prophets Scratched on crumbling clay Merchants weigh faith Then give it away
[Chorus] Hearts shattered Bodies melting Under a furious Breathless sun Saltwind over Persia Burning Every promise Every tongue Sand ablaze The water dying Turning bitter in my mouth As the holy words go silent Crumbling Like the wind that sweeps the south
[Bridge] Who remembers When the wells could sing? (hey) When the shade meant mercy When the call could ring? Now even shadows Crawl away from light Only salt and silence Hold this night
[Chorus] Hearts shattered Bodies melting Under a furious Breathless sun Saltwind over Persia Burning Every promise Every tongue Sand ablaze The water dying Turning bitter in my mouth As the holy words go silent Crumbling Like the wind that sweeps the south
Style de musique
Dark cinematic Arabian-trap fusion, male vocals. Deep modal strings and mournful ney phrases over sub-heavy halftime drums and metallic percussion. Verses stay sparse and tense; chorus widens with octave-doubled vocals, distant chanting pads, and distorted bass swells. Final section thins to dry vocal and low drone, leaving a scorched, haunted tail.