Father, son, and holy ghost
Galaxies out there are also down here
Where fire and brimstone meet the ocean
Rocking rolling dancing purge
Sacred cleansing primal urge
And as we lose an angle breaks
We stand alone and here we start
Connect the signal brain and heart
The closest and most far apart
Keep going till you reach the edge
Find a way to bridge the gap
Shift the hourglass
And pray for wings