In the beginning God created heaven and the earth
With a weak hint of life
Of a dozen untold stories, holding us close to his chest
Hidden behind the light, as if half-asleep in the cold night

A creature without form, simply a void
With a strong dose of arrogance
Many people avoid you on the empty streets
And forget you on Sunday nights like a medieval castle

If you do not see the sun
Signifying the warm haze and sultry light from above
Turning itself into electric heat, visible from the bottom of a sea
Remember, the tide waits for none

Just come ashore