There is a hollow spaceUnder the pavementWherever you happen to walkYou wake up at nightAnd see the light in the basementThrough the crack in the floorBroken shelf, lack of storageMouldy sink, a ghost in the showerCrimson dust mysteryThings that come from a source unknownDid you know that a river runs under the pavement, on which you happen to walk?When you wake up at nightAnd see the light in the basement, Go and slip through that crack in the doorIt's the crack that you follow, But once in a lifetimeIt's the gate, it's the gate, it's the gate, Through which the dreams enter Underworld, underworld, underworld, That's where you fallUnderworld, underworld, underworldThat's where you rise from.