Just outside the house of the dead Jet planes crash into flame The jagged lightning cracks and hovers Outstretched hands snatch to take me In heat entrenched, the coupled names Hit and fall in the ashes What is that name What is that game What is that bright place Now I stand on those craters There was an error in their course They crashed inside their own reflection And those shiny, metallic bodies Secrets abound about their names I turn my head, look, and I see them What is that name What is that game What is that bright place I don't know I don't know