beyond the hills
afraid of our decay
sickness of the days
yet to come
beyond the hills
foresee lack of time
cruel of greater crime
future past
beyond the hills
within the wrecks
there is a place open for you
there is a place blinds you!
beyond the hills, beyond the hills
within the wrecks
your fantasy will paint!
your fantasy will run and will lie for you!
beyond the hills
afraid of our decay
sickness of the days
yet to come
beyond the hills
your harsher pulsing blood
the sweeter tasting cup
of mud and lies
beyond the hills
within the wrecks
there is a place open for you
there is a place blinds you!
beyond the hills, beyond the hills
within the wrecks
your fantasy will paint!
your fantasy will run and will lie for you!