Water  was  running;children  were  running
You  were  running  out  of  time
Under  the  mountain,a  golden  fountain
Were  you  praying  at  the  Lares  shrine?
ohh  oh  your  city  lies  in  dust,
ohh  oh  your  city  lies  in  dust,
We  found  you  hiding,we  found  you  lying
Choking  on  the  dirt  and  sand
Your  former  glories  and  all  the  stories
Dragged  and  washed  with  eager  hands
But  ohh  oh  your  city  lies  in  dust,
ohh  oh  your  city  lies  in  dust,
your  city  lies  in  dust