Ha, sleeping green fall meadows
Painless stars of yellow
Lines far from the swallow's tail
Secrets behind the grading
Vortex in the ether
Voices crackle in the air
All on pins and needles
Watching disbelieving
Holy mountain glows purple
Start the repentance machine
Sinking black submarines
Shadows in the murky deep
Up, up, up to the hills
Through, through, through the dark woods
Down, down, down to the far, far shore
All red with purple flashes
Glowing in the ashes
Washing over all around
One, one, one is the hole
Two, two, two is the key
Three, three, three is the swallow's tail
Digging underground
Go down without a sound
The stoker's hold has grown cold
Ha, sleeping green fall meadows
Painless stars of yellow
Lines far from the swallow's tail
Secrets behind the grading
Vortex in the ether
Voices crackle in the air
All on pins and needles
Watching disbelieving
Holy mountain glows purple
One, one, one is the hole
Two, two, two is the key
Three, three, three is the swallow's tail