From the dusty mesa her looming shadow grows Hidden in the branches of the poison creosote She twines her spines up slowly towards the boiling sun And when I touched her skin, my fingers ran with blood From the Heavens above, her looming shadow grows Hidden in the branches of the poison creosote She twines her spines up slowly towards the boiling sun And when I touched her skin, my fingers ran with blood In the hushing dusk, under a swollen silver moon I came walking with the wind to watch the cactus bloom And strange hunger haunted me, the looming shadows danced I fell down to the thorny brush and felt the trembling hands In the quiet dusk, under a swollen silver moon I walked with the wind to see the cactus bloom A strange hunger haunted me, the shadows danced around I fell into the thorny brush, trembling hands I found When the last light warms the rocks and the rattlesnakes unfold The 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 When the last rays warm the rocks and the rattlesnakes awake Mountain cats will soon come to drag your bones away Rise with me forever across the silent sands The stars shall be your eyes, and the wind, my hands