On the waves of an ashen sea
A silhoette dances tonight,
It stars with one a strange dance
Soon becoming a lasting duet
Turning Shadows to cinders dropped from the skies
To meet the earthly remembrance
Of what we had.

On the waves of creation of matter
In concrete world we evolve
As standing proud issues restoring
Grounds and lives forgotten in time.

And times matter and matter times
As eyes are tearing and voices crying
And craving laughs, craving laughs
With sorrow.