Inside a bodiless spirit

Lies shapelessness and waste

A soul so old and limber

Is a mirror of frozen fate

I'm lost between two worlds

Where my insight dictates

An intuition of distorted faith

To wish my soul shall prevail

The horizon shines in polished detail

May the fire rise from the base of the fuel

A mystic smoke from a symbolic ritual

Until the sun sinks into the sea

All nature should die in all loving things

Some will see him run

Some will see him sing

His weightless stone shall float unceasingly

Unquiet voices longer through

I hear the call after you

I hear the call after me

They keep screaming me to sleep

Until the sun sinks into the sea

All nature should die in all loving things

Some will see him run

Some will see him sing

His weightless stone shall float unceasingly

Unquiet voices longer through

I hear the call after you

I hear the call after me

They keep screaming me to sleep