It was born again To dance across the stars To revel and writhe Within the broken and gone
To defile the Godhead And grind the crown to dust To feel the creeping cold An move in empty spaces
It was born again To dance an infants dance To tend the embers of rebirth To pull the celestial to dirt
To deform the Godhead And place naught in place And fall to emptiness To gaze with vacant face
A door left open unlocked A light from within growing Once buried now birthed anew Beating bright dancing on a graveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.