All turns around. All together we stumbled. In there a million pounds. Everyone with a raise around. And the smoke lies. On the valley floor. And the blood dries. While we spill some more. Once we were at the end. The end of a long road. Living to the skies. All the other remained crowns. And the smoke lies. On the valley floor. And the blood dries. In the summer these days. Children are alone. All alone with the point. Hey. Heeeeey. Hey. Heeeeey. Mountains are around. All together we tumbled down. And the smoke lies. On the valley floor. And the blood dries. While we spill…