Our skies are forever black Here is no signs of life at all For burning spirits we are Consuming your small universe Slowly but surely No one believes
: He is the king of all the land In the Kingdom of the sands Of a time tomorrow. He rules the sandworms and the Fremen In a land amongst the stars Of
He is the king of all the land In the Kingdom of the sands Of a time tomorrow. He rules the sandworms and the Fremen In a land amongst the stars Of
This land is your land, this land is my land From Love Canal to Three Mile Island From the Livermore labs to the offshore rigs This land was made for
