Backpacking New Zealand (South Island)

You go all the way down, all the way down. For the last time, cold and out by the road. Prepare as we will. Watch the flames burn up and on the mountainside. Desolation comes upon the sky. Now I see fire inside the mountain. I see fire burning the trees. I see fire hollow and soul. I see fire burning the trees. I hope that you remember. Surely I'll do the same. Confined in mountain halls. We got too close to the flame. Cold and out by the road. Hold fast and we will. Watch the flames burn up and on the mountainside. Desolation comes upon the sky. Now I see fire inside the mountain. I see fire burning the trees. I see fire hollow and soul. I see fire burning the trees. I hope that you remember. Now I see fire inside the mountain. I see fire hollow and soul. I hope that you remember.