Lyrics

There's only one we've all fought for Give us your grace We're the eager sons of you bear and eat With skies on your face In all the flesh the craving lives for the embrace Of our cruel mother, the dark queen of our short days The heart of flame, the skin of snow The cloak of air to kindle our lust The womb of seas, the bosom of stones The cradle of earth will kiss your bones to dust When the earth has gone, will we be adopted by strange stars? The love won't die, neither will war And we find no rest apart The heart of flame, the skin of snow The cloak of air to kindle our lust The womb of seas, the bosom of stones The cradle of earth will kiss your bones to dust Timeless the burning, the anger of suns Endlessly turning what never has begun