Sandbike [SSC8 - Make us Sweat Challenge]

So many ornithopters are these days roaming through the skies. From my vantage point below, this scene looks very nice. On my sandbike I am riding, swiftly and unseen. While everyone stares numbly at the clouds. I roam free. Sandbike, oh Sandbike. You were my first ride. Sandbike, my Sandbike. Take me for a hike. A huge sandstorm is approaching, you will be blown away. Your precious wings will break apart, it's futile to pray. Sheltered cosy under rocks, we two remain unharmed. And after the storm's gone, we will conquer the whole land. Sandbike, oh Sandbike. You were my first ride. Sandbike, my Sandbike. Take me for a hike. When we roam it on three wheels the desert's not the same. Shai Hulud always considers us to be his fair game. But not today, my dear bike, We know how to get by. If having to cross a sand patch, even bikes can fly. Sandbike, oh Sandbike. You were my first ride. Sandbike, my Sandbike. Take me for a hike. Sandbike, oh Sandbike. You were my first ride. Sandbike, my Sandbike. Take me for a hike.