| Staring across the void, seeing eye to eye in folded space | |
| I see you with the colours and frenzy of the sacred rooms | |
| We've met in those dreams, ice blue water ran towards the green sky | |
| The gods spoke to us, in their infancy | |
| Suns waiting for us to smitten them with the flames of our disease | |
| And we did so, laughing, giving birth to sunrises in our wake | |
| Never in need of sleep, nor in need of truth | |
| I would never have stayed in this darkness, and we would ascend | |
| The taste of ash, no stars above - | |
| No green grass below | |
| The last words set ablaze as we saw the inner imagery | |
| How it all came alive when we no longer reached for it | |
| How it all rose and overwhelmed the speechless (us) | |
| In this house without words we came to be one | |
| In these books without text we found the way | |
| A path along a faded memory, without the fear of finding home | |
| We would never have stayed | |
| We would never have stayed | |
| We would never have stayed in this darkness | |
| We would never have stayed | |
| We would ascend |