Our life flourished amid a brown Mother Earth

Broke through the rocks, broke through straight towards the sun

Stygian light winks through the clouds

Retched into this heart of mine

Shines onto my life from nothingness

And I ravished the rays of sunshine

Unfinished we participate in the run of life, our inner strife

Hidden inside us the need to end, to end our pain

One with nature, spoilt, without a zest for life

Sparkling bodies embraced by ebony nights

"Sometimes all our words are inadequate for the burden of our hearts"

Once ashes we will be and still the hunger for a new life

Or a soon coming death

And the dust we will crumble to will be the companion

Of the four winds wailing over our souls

The ashes still the hunger of a new coming death

The dust is the companion of the four winds from our hearts