Shadows on a scorched horizon Like a wall we stand Arizona roarin’, risin’ From the scalded sand The cries of a dead world Callin’ out in pain Red skies on the desert Are the blood in a ranger’s veins Static on a distant signal Gonna fade to wind Iron in my blistered fingers Ragin' chambers spin The cries of a dead world Callin’ out in pain Red skies on the desert Are the blood in a ranger’s veins Scorpion tales and cyborg blues Prophets of doom they spread bad news The cries of a dead world Callin’ out in pain Red skies on the desert Are the blood in a ranger’s veins