The brine Is drying on our lips Touching As we float ♪ This time I walk alone In the wobbling heat I'm treading on a fire Next to an iron sea Under a giant sun As sand consumes my sweat A reed sings from the shade His stare is fixed on me ♪ Dazed in the salty foams I chance to find the steel My temples swell with pain The stones scorch my feet As I take one more step The sky cracks in two A fiery gust is blowing now I kill the day and He's dead My finger slips Splitting time What difference would it make? I fire again One more time What difference would it make? I fire again One more time