Way of the Infidel

We live. We earn. We die.

Here is your ticket

To The Empty Quarter

To the fiery limits

From which none return.

Knives of the Danakil

Cut your loins shorter

Redmist Toyotas

Mirages burn.

Lawrence and Thesiger

And half Arabia

Pray for your slaughter

Your halter in Hell.

This is the way

The reprobates pay

This is the

Way of the Infidel.