Water was running, children were running You were running out of time Under the mountain, a golden fountain Were you praying at the Lares' shrine? But, whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend We found you hiding, we found you lying Choking on the dirt and sand Your former glories and all the stories Dragged and washed with eager hands But, whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend Your city lies in dust Water was running, children were running We found you hiding, we found you lying Water was running, children were running We found you hiding, we found you lying Your city lies in dust, my friend Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend Hot and burning in your nostrils Pouring down your gaping mouth Your molten bodies, blanket of cinders Caught in the throes, and Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend Your city lies in dust, my friend Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust, my friend Whoa, oh, your city lies in dust