We are the wings of goodness We are the cloak of sin We are the higher order We are the voice within We are the realms of darkness We are the doors of time We are the fragile senses We are the corners of the mind
We are the tears of passion We are the winds that blow We are the seeds of progress We are the wisdom of the soul
We are the earth We are the universe We are the light
We are the deepest oceans We are the endless stars We are the wild emotions We are the wounded heart We are the flame of freedom We are the sacred prize We are the love of angels We are the workers of the light