Lyrics:

(Verse)
Tending consciousness
Land toward which statecraft and living spirit
In a hundred years will seek
Each other for the first time

(Chorus)
Land, time suppliant
In which the last of the chosen few
Stands lost in the strait of the narrow

(Verse)
Statecraft, promised remorse
Out of which deceit and power greed
Confided centuries ago

Living, denied fulfillment
From which no turning back
Spirit, creator peregrine
Who shall want nothing

Radiant the commandment
That the skimmer too
Illuminate, it's mutilated shadow