Blood glistens on the glass
Cold as the morning dew
Higher than the sun climbs
The soul is barefoot
Prophets were blinded in the mist of Death Valley
Sacred fire glowing at the mountains peak
Glass mountain!
Shadowless, shadowless!
Tear glistens on the face
Fleeing from the prophet's gaze
Eyes lost
He stands in solitude
Eyes lost
Into darkness of the soul
Glass mountain!
Shadowless, shadowless!