Caravan of Broken Ghosts

So I basked in a convoy of stunning souls

There is a bewitched mark on the ground

Barren, as if life has shedded

Satan's hide is deep embedded

Nomadic caravan of broken ghosts

Enhancer of the void

Now you long for a line of wisdom

To tie you to the outposts

Then there were whole lives to rent

Hold them like glittering eons

Painting your world with bloody scalps

Elegance is what you're made of

Nomadic caravan of broken ghosts

Enhancer of the void

Now you long for a line of wisdom

Men made their mark on this world

But surely not the size of lunar craters

No, a largeness that you can't conceive

All for the better

Nomadic caravan of broken ghosts

Bones scare you blind

Dusty rags beg to be removed

But they tie you to the outposts