At the mountain . with dark faith
Sacrificial lambs for the grace . oh oh
Waited through up to our ways
And we will get tired until we fail
Our place to retire underneath the crown oh oh
Deep inside great spirits came
We had to dig for forty days
We brought, oh oh
Though he had brought us to his place
And we didn't get tired until we fell
Our place to retire underneath the ground
. only a mile and hour turn,
Maybe if it seems like a . away
If it seems like I am dreaming away
If it seems like I am dreaming away
If it seems like I am dreaming away
Tiny town great spirits came
Those tiny tools and tiny hands
Giving the most peculiar name
And they didn't get tired until they have found
Their place to retire underneath the ground
. only a mile and hour turn,
Maybe if it seems like a . away
If it seems like I am dreaming away
If it seems like I am dreaming away
If it seems like I am dreaming away