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?
Oh, oh, your city lies in dust
Oh, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend
We found you hiding, we found you lying
Choking on the dirt and sand
Your former glories and all the stories
Dragged and washed with eager hands
Oh, oh, your city lies in dust
Oh, oh, your city lies in dust
Oh, oh, your city lies in dust
Oh, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend
Oh
Oh
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
Oh, oh, your city lies in dust
Oh, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend
Hot and burning in your nostrils
Pouring down your gaping mouth
Your molten bodies, blanket of cinders
Caught in the throes
Oh, oh, your city
Oh, oh, your city
Oh, oh, your city
Lies
Lies in dust
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