The sky had rustled red
The birds grew quiet and fell
The day no longer turned
Night fell on the worldThe river ran murky with poison
The land was desolate and black
The bees had left the valley
The orchards were hacked downThe huts and castles were deserted
The dusty roads were crowded
In another direction I ranThrough a deep crack in the
Mountain I slipped
Descended into the otherworld
Through a deep crack in the
Mountain I slipped
Into dark death in Manala's stream I dove
I was carried by the rapids
And my blood began to rush
Then the river turned into a vein
The vein into a crimson hallAnd on its walls flickered the pictures
Of your world, eternally dancing
The hall pealed and rumbleThrough a deep crack in the
Mountain I slipped
Descended into the otherworld
Through a deep crack in the
Mountain I slipped
Into dark death in Manala's stream I doveAnd on its walls flickered the pictures
Of your world, eternally dancing
The hall pealed and rumble
For deep down in the mountain of time
They painted out our lives
Songs of triumph silenced
Faded and diedThrough a deep crack in the
Mountain I slipped
Descended into the otherworld
Through a deep crack in the
Mountain I slipped
Into dark death in Manala's stream I dove
Manala's stream I dove
