Lyrics:

When all is said
And all is done
Beneath the sands
And man lies dead
When all the earth is a cold grave
And no more brave bright things have birth
When cooling sun
And stone-cold world
Together hurled
Flame up as one
Ooh, sons of men
When all is flame
What of your fame and splendour then?

When all is dead
Ooh

When all is fire
When all is fire and flaming air
What of your rare and high desire?

To turn the cloud to a thing divine
The earth a shrine and man the God?

Divine