Breathe

Anubis:

Suyapi semyto zas meten riewat iny tayek ankh.

Otopira...

Walt:

Breathe...

Ghost choir:

Ohir kown ntek meten vipwy neter doinef ntek.

Otopira.

Walt:

I can't feel my feet

As I smile at the faces

That I'm walking by.

The nome regards me with pride.

And everyone's sweet.

They say "You're going places!"

So how can I say,

That it hurts to even work with clay?

That I have so much to hide?

"Hey, guys, it's me!

The boy that's slowly dying, you know?"

The kid that managed to hack it

Just as the curse stopped acting slow.

Don't tell the nome.

Just breathe...

Just breathe...

Ghost choir:

Suyapi semyto zas meten riewat iny tayek ankh.

Ototpira-

Ohir kown ntek meten vipwy neter doinef ntek.

Otopira-

Anubis:

As the ghosts play old forgotten hesetru,

I wonder if he'll agree to combine.

I think of Sadie's face.

"Ieu, ntek twe nerwet, ntek twe iaiu."

The world she has saved and

If Walt can be brave,

everything's gonna be fine!

And maybe it's me,

But I'm really not ready to let go.

Ghost choir:

Ntek twe nerwet,

Ntek tew Iaiu.

Otopira!

Otopira!

Walt:

How am I gonna tell Kane, I really don't know.

"I may not be coming home".?

Anubis:

Noow, Walt

Walt:

Hey…

Initiates:

Twe hudib harhar tade.

Walt:

They're worried about me.

Initiates:

Noow ela shi na genxot!

Walt:

They are all counting on me to succeed

Initiate:

Ta tonmaa dooiaru zas grade

Walt:

I know my dad would've been proud

I didn't let the curse force me in the shade.

But maybe I should've just stayed home...

When I was a child I stayed wide awake

Climbed to the highest place

On every fire escape

Restless to climb

I went on that deathly trip

With less than a dollar

And was the first to come to Brooklyn.

How do I tell them why

I may not be coming back to the nome

Once the battle is on the horizon?

Ghost choir:

Ah! Ah, aah…

Noow, Walt

Otopira...

Otopira...

Ah!

Walt:

Just me and a hot cup of tea, asking "Gee Walt, should you agree?"

Straighten the spine.

Smile, doing them a favor.

Everything's fine

Everything's cool

The standard reply:

"The museum blew up, we lost the papers."

Smile, wave goodbye

And pray to the sky, oh, god…

And what will Sadie say?

Ghost choir:

Walt...

Walt:

Can I go in there and say

Ghost choir:

Walt...

Walt:

"You know the Dead God in town...?"

Sadie:

Walt...

Walt:

Just breathe...