the hounds of the dune are awake they'll rip apart the silent hour the hounds of the dune never wait surreal terror as they growl in hunger
carried through the open and crude intertwined with the wind. threatening, undisciplined. through the withered and subdued deepened echoes from the unexplored the whispered omen was rumbling toward
the hounds of the dune are awake they'll rip apart the silent hour the hounds of the dune never wait surreal terror as they growl in hunger
coarse skin will never slough whipped in the whirling. vociferous roaring back into the grit they're blown from a lair of scorching sand came the scourge of this rugged land