The night is dark, the moon is full   Across the blood red plain   And every step and every breath   Brings me nearer home      Those spirits watch me on my way   They whisper in the wind   And when the dawn lights up the sky   I'll see my land again      A hot wind blows the scrub and dust   Across the barren land   Well, the trees stand bare like skeletons   And the mountain's all torn down      The water holes are dry as bones   No birds are singing now   And faraway a city stands   Tombstones against the sky      Tombstones against the sky   Tombstones against the sky   Tombstones against the sky