Blank earth, darkness, daylight, As if nothing else would come A quiet sphere, in the midst of nothingness
They gaze at their work, bright planet It was born on fire, god's warfare Elements are their answer to the black void Passionate work, a jewel in this nowhere
Flowers talk to the sky Clouds feed their scent before fraying At the crown of the tallest treesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
