Water was running, children were running
You were running out of time
Under the mountain, a golden fountain
Were you praying at the Lares shrine
We found you hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirty sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands
But oh, oh your city lies in dust, my friend
Oh, oh your city lies in dust, my friend
Water was running, children were running
We found you hiding, we found you lying
Water was running, children were running
We found you hiding, we found you lying
But oh, oh your city lies in dust, my friend
Oh, oh your city lies in dust, my friend
Hot and burning, in your nostrils
Pouring down your gaping mouth
Your multen bodies, blanket of cinders
Caught in the throes - eeey...
