Forces

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