Narrow eyes gazing up towards the sun
The climb towards the loudness has scarce begun
He treads the grass at the foot with magnetic boots
Electrical currents surging wildly among the roots

Eagles far and high lust for his madness
Distorted shrieks ring out at the Mountains of Loudness
He will never reach the top ‘cause it can’t never be done
For every single summit there’s a higher one

Mountain mountain, bring me up, make me high
Mountain mountain, bring mе up, make me high
Feed my flesh to thе birds
My spirit to the sky

Mountain mountain, bring me up, make me high
Mountain mountain, bring me up, make me high
Feed my flesh to the birds
My spirit to the sky