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
