Text: Creatures (The). Boomerang. Simoom.

Drifting in
Carried on dry winds
From across the Nile the sirens in exile
Driven to tell
Driven to tell
Floating on a cloud
Your face out of the crowd
A blinding sun purging everyone
Beautiful word musical and sweet
Now all you can do is play the punishing beat
Now harsh and shrill
The word has become
Twisted and bent A hornets nest stirred up by the beating stick
Simoom simoom
Increasing speed sucking in dry heat
Simooom simoom
You breathe in suffocation
Relentless simoom blow and whistle this tune
Pouring in filling where once was space
Where once was light
Where once was life
Driven to tell