(G. Anselmo, 2007 ChargeUp'd Inc.) nnI hate when it happens to menhappens every single, god given daynit's the spirit that causes and stirs the windnfrom the shattered earth, given as sandnnWhat kind of monster starts this all?ni hate when it starts this machine..nnThis is a war making machinenit does not know what i meanni tell you all the time to keep walking onnno matter how far it seems to have gonenall of us are rocked and wornnblame it on the sandstormnnIt's airborne, earthbound, water and firencreation is the fury, fuel and desirenthis elemental spitting fiendnas the sandstorm makes the people screamnstand together with me,nas the chaos kills so far awaynnNow you know where i amndrifting deep into this landnlooking far beyond your disguisen'storming all that you despisennThis is a war making machinenit does not know what i meanni tell you all the time to keep walking onnno matter how far it seems to have gonenall of us are rocked and wornnblame it on the sandstorm n