Cosmic Fusion (Soar on the Breeze - Death's Grunt - The Passing of an Eagle)
I Soar On The Breeze
INDIAN: Spirits - flying, I soar on the breeze mortals - dying, I soar on the breeze into the sun
Lovers - crying, I soar on the breeze demons - sighing, I soar on the breeze into the sun
I'm drawn towards the sun and then we will be one my soul will melt into the universe
FUTUREMAN: It's all a lie
ROMAN: You will just die
FUTUREMAN: So don't give in
ROMAN: For we can win
Death's Grunt
DEATH: I am the breeze - the bringer of rest and ease I am the wind - the forgiver of those who've sinned I am the storm - I blow the devil's horn I am the fire - the source of lust and desire I am the sun - the joining has begun I am your fate - the guardian at the gate I am death and I claim your final breath!