Just outside the house of the dead
Jet planes crash into flame
The jagged lightning cracks and hovers

Outstretched hands snatch to take me
In heat entrenched, the coupled names
Hit and fall in the ashes

What is that name
What is that game
What is that bright place

Now I stand on those craters
There was an error in their course
They crashed inside their own reflection

And those shiny, metallic bodies
Secrets abound about their names
I turn my head, look, and I see them

What is that name
What is that game
What is that bright place

I don't know
I don't know