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