All the relics and remains of a blue hotel  
heaven earth fire and hell are coming to pieces 
through the beddings of our soul I cover you  
down the valley to the dome we run  
a run dry river 
run dry river  
 
Now I cry my last tear over you  
it is all so crystal clear it’s coming to pieces 
in my cave I sit alone I cover you  
from the rain and from the stone we run  
a run dry river 
run dry river 
 
The fire is my true refuge my friend  
where our shadows  
run a dry run 
run dry river  
 
Down the canyon down below there’s a dead end  
where our shadows run a dry run  
a run dry river  
run dry river