The Call of Tuskers-Virus

[ti:The Call of Tuskers] [ar:Virus] [al:The Agent That Shapes the Desert] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Call of Tuskers - Virus [01:09.10]Casual is the presence of the sounds [01:14.80] [01:15.64]That trained their ears to shield themselves in the deserts [01:22.64]From the cross-winds [01:24.50]Eternally seeking them out [01:27.13] [01:29.73]In vacant places and through the clockwork of ancient remains [01:35.92] [01:37.62]- that rests on the ocean floor [01:46.76]- pulling the strings from the shadows [01:53.85] [01:55.45]On the sites where they flogged [01:58.82]The elephants [02:01.72]And handled their bones [02:05.10]Those fields are all scarred [02:09.39]Centuries howl in the last gleam in their eyes [02:16.32]Significant dreams reveals despise [02:24.49]- that rests on the ocean floor [02:31.03] [02:32.52]- pulling the strings from the shadows [02:38.73] [03:07.30]Red currents move their tusks [03:18.53]And their bones [03:26.66]Under the light of the aging sun [03:38.64]Weaker with every contortion [03:48.78] [04:00.05]As they wander through the desert plains [04:04.72] [04:06.17]Sizing up the universe [04:10.13] [04:12.85]From the solar winds to this pleasant breeze [04:18.93] [04:20.44]They're drinking the first waters [04:23.19]As the islands are rising up from the seas [04:28.16]- that rests on the ocean floor [04:36.67]- pulling the strings from the shadows