Endless dunes, the sun’s cruel stare,

A wasteland cursed, death fills the air.

Beneath the sands, the ancients scream,

The Sahara’s wrath, a haunting dream!

Blistering winds tear flesh apart,

A barren grave, the desert’s heart.

Bones lie buried, stories untold,

In burning sands, the dead grow cold.

Serpents crawl, their venom burns,

Through endless dust, the cursed return.

The scorching breath of a vengeful land,

Swallowing life with a blood-soaked hand.

Sahara’s wrath, the unforgiving sun,

A kingdom of death where shadows run.

Endless torment, no life shall thrive,

Beneath the sands, no soul survives.

Mirages twist, deceiving eyes,

The desert laughs as hope slowly dies.

Ancient kings in tombs of sand,

Cursed forever by their own hand.

Scorpions strike, the vultures feast,

A hellish domain, a merciless beast.

The shifting dunes, they sing despair,

A funeral hymn in the arid air.

Sahara’s wrath, the unforgiving sun,

A kingdom of death where shadows run.

Endless torment, no life shall thrive,

Beneath the sands, no soul survives.

The winds howl rage, the sun spits fire,

A desert born of gods’ cruel ire.

Buried cities, swallowed whole,

The sands consume both flesh and soul.

Echoes rise from the grave of time,

Whispers of doom in the scorching grime.

Storms arise, the sands collide,

An ocean of death where dreams have died.

No escape, no mercy found,

The Sahara reigns as the earth is drowned!

Sahara’s wrath, eternal reign,

A desolate world of endless pain.

The desert sleeps, its hunger fed,

A silent tomb for the countless dead.