CACTUS DUST Lyrics

Ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah

Awaken ye man

A man who surely can

A man fit for killing

Down to dust, cactus dust

He who was tortured

Becomes the torturer

And he who was a borderline

Sorely made into dust

And now you

And now you will see,

The man is not to, not to, not to be

And now you

And now you will see,

The man is not to, not to, not to be

And with the pass of time

His wrath onto mankind

Would grow into a fate

Dust, going dust

And now you

And now you will see,

The man is not to, not to, not to be

And now you

And now you will see,

The man is not to, not to, not to be