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