DZ Dust Devils | Dark Country & Blues Music - Dark Country Boy
Dust kicks the teeth, dry sky split in two
Jump light to ground, the static cuts through
Boots sink in sand, whispers of sin
Storm rolls closer, feels it on skin
Riders in shadows, ghosts in the haze
Howling winds dance in the devil's maze
Echoes of a voice, a crackling call
One wrong step, the desert takes all
Static's a preacher, words cutting cold
Lightning strikes the edge, stories untold
Derrick tank counts the rhythm of doom
Storm clouds gather, the dust is the tomb
Riders in shadows, ghosts in the haze
Howling winds dance in the devil's maze
Echoes of a voice, a crackling call
One wrong step, the desert takes all
No salvation in this scorched land
The devil's hand reaches from the sand
Their atone whispers lost in the air
Jump master counts, none left to care
Riders in shadows, ghosts in the haze
Howling winds dance in the devil's maze
Echoes of a voice, a crackling call
One wrong step, the desert takes all