To dream of death to dream of life In the city of despair I found the living To dream of life to dream of death In the city of the living I found despair I see the sun baked earth before me The peaks beckon from afar Their siren songs reverberate ♪ Plains open before me and yet I wait within the walls of suffocating trepidation Unfettered by the prophecy of experiencing death alone We try our hand at shielding our faces from our mortality We failed the sky and lost the movement and echo of stone An ascension reveals unmatched fears as the haunting farce appears.