作曲 : Alpine Decline
 作词 : Alpine Decline
 This is a dispatch from the guest house you see we are
 Making observations occupying territory
 Questioning the wisdom that led us here
 Shot through a prism to reappear
 In some fattened landscape where the foundation's rotten
 The language is poisoned and our myths all forgotten
 Questioning the wisdom that led us here
 Shot through a prism to reassemble here
 Far from our home
 It's been carried away
 We huddle alone
 Alone to make a sacrifice and take our previous lifeand forsake
 It's heartbreaking
 Sometimes get lost in a moment of passion
 And sometimes I get decimated fervently pray for deliverance
 Through action some kind of redemption and a message from the flood
 This is a dispatch from the guest house you see we are
 Changed beyond all recognition well beyond the fantasy
 Questioning the wisdom that led us here
 Shot through a prism to reappear in
 Some toxic landscape where the crisis come often
 The gods aren't listening and the priests are all plotting
 Questioning the wisdom that led us here
 Shot through a prism to reassemble here
 Far from our home
 It's been carried away
 We huddle alone
 Alone to make a sacrifice and take our previous life and abandon
 It's heartbreaking
 Sometimes escape in a cheapened distraction
 And still my heartbeat in an ecstasy
 And in between stations becomes a reaction
 Transformation to an effigy to burn