To this hallow wind
And your hallow bones.
Under crushing skies.
To the nights passed cold,
High desert floor.
Through your broken eyes.
This West Unwon
Is it a west worth winning?
And this west unwon
Is it at all worth winning?
Oh Deseret, a scar of thirst
But a scar worn proudly.
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