I see Death in the distance I hear an awful laugh I feel the bullet barely miss upon my back Four horsemen ride behind me I think my time has come I brace myself and grip the body of my gun Four vultures fly above me, a sign of things to come Their eyes watch closely, in the hope that we succumb There is no hope for justice There is no right or wrong Only the exigent that death will overcome Fire across the sky, the desert's lullaby I've got six bullets to roll I fire off one by one Three hunters fell down, but one is still riding on He fires off two more bullets One hits me in the thigh The other grazes my cheek as I crumble and cry Fire across the sky, the desert's lullaby Fire across the sky, the desert's lullaby He rides up slowly to me Says I'll pay for what I've done He'll haul me back to town to hang under the Sun