| Song | Desert Rose |
| Artist | Mediæval Bæbes |
| Album | Illumination |
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| When the desert sand blows softly to the end | |
| And the winter nights bring maidens to despair | |
| When the sky is black and moon is full and round | |
| Then you'll hear her cry and hear her soul abound | |
| Desert Rose she'll come to thee | |
| Sweeter than the honey bee | |
| Lips so red you'll want to taste | |
| The deadly itch the old embrace | |
| Desert Rose she'll steal your heart | |
| Make mockery of every part | |
| Till your bones are bleached and bare | |
| And wandering in death’s despair |
| When the desert sand blows softly to the end | |
| And the winter nights bring maidens to despair | |
| When the sky is black and moon is full and round | |
| Then you' ll hear her cry and hear her soul abound | |
| Desert Rose she' ll come to thee | |
| Sweeter than the honey bee | |
| Lips so red you' ll want to taste | |
| The deadly itch the old embrace | |
| Desert Rose she' ll steal your heart | |
| Make mockery of every part | |
| Till your bones are bleached and bare | |
| And wandering in death' s despair |
| When the desert sand blows softly to the end | |
| And the winter nights bring maidens to despair | |
| When the sky is black and moon is full and round | |
| Then you' ll hear her cry and hear her soul abound | |
| Desert Rose she' ll come to thee | |
| Sweeter than the honey bee | |
| Lips so red you' ll want to taste | |
| The deadly itch the old embrace | |
| Desert Rose she' ll steal your heart | |
| Make mockery of every part | |
| Till your bones are bleached and bare | |
| And wandering in death' s despair |