| When I was a kid I had a heart |
| But my dragon spirit wanted to be apart |
| As I journeyed to hell and back |
| My heart was buried in the mountain top |
| Where I grew up |
| Dum, dum dum dum… |
| So take me back to the mountain |
| Where my heart really is |
| For my love is a fountain |
| Exploding to the air and abyss |
| So I grew up to be a great dragon |
| I saw a kindred spirit — a boy with a child in his eyes |
| And i felt that cliche thing for the first time |
| Dum, dum dum dum… |
| So take me back to the mountain |
| Where my heart really is |
| For my love is a fountain |
| Exploding to the air and abyss |
| But the creatures of the past |
| Are trying to lure me back |
| The creatures of the past |
| Won’t trust a love that has grown from dust |
| The creatures of the past |
| Are heeding me: «Be independent!» |
| The creatures of the past |
| Are haunting me, haunting me, haunting me |
| Hunting me, hunting me, hunting me |
| Down |
| Dum, dum dum dum |