Living what we are
Breathing of the forces burning
Candles of a star
Let the wonder be
Marble flowing lights
Play before the eyes are turning
Darkness of the night
Let the brightness be
We are children of the entire (turning back against the word)
In our planetary stand
The silver flute, the golden lyre
Simple touching out of hand
Aliens
In the spiralling end
He'll watch the play
Seeing this
Bones of nothing to lend
The cast will stay
Feeling one
In a curious world
One blood runs dry
Finally
When the flesh is reborn
He'll laugh a life goodbye
Living what we are
Breathing of the forces burning
Candles of a star
Let the wonder be
Marble flowing lights
Play before the eyes are turning
Darkness of the night
Let the brightness be