When the night dissolves into ashes Cascading down on the lake Then the moon will descend into your hand At the creaking sigh of day's break You'll gently toss it in your palms And roll it around in the mud As all the trees melt into air And the sun swells up with blood You'll collapse, in shock, falling towards me When cracks start to form in the crust And magma will burst through the surface And those we've condemned to dust They'll start to spiral upwards Taking aim for the sky As one sun is cast down And a new one starts to rise The lava gathers at our feet As the world is put to rights