Diamondback Coiled hostile pose Rattle starts talking Before the venom flows Diamondback Crawling across the sand Leaves a crooked language Only the desert understands Diamondback Carries his own song Gives you time to turn around Before your step turns wrong He’s the low king of the desert His leather robe renewed He guards his hidden kingdom So no stranger does intrude Diamondback Even cougars know When to leave the ground around him And take the long way home Diamondback Doesn’t follow and he doesn’t chase The desert moves beneath him And wears his winding shape Diamondback All bending to his will You hear the deadly rattle Then everything goes still He’s the low king of the desert His leather robe renewed He guards his hidden kingdom So no stranger does intrude
