Into the Valley of Death,
you`ll take your last breath.
But you don`t realise,
that the heat can fry your eyes.
Down in the Valley of Death .. ..
Not a soul can live,
because the heat`s too much to bear.
If you battle in the sun,
you`ve got no chance, it`s already won.
There`s nothing there to be found,
`cept skeletons on the ground.
You can stand there and weep,
over things that used ot be sheep.
Water there is just like gold,
people kill for it, I`ve been told.
Melting sorrow, the suffering cry,
Hell on earth, what a place to die.