In the circle of life, live spiral trees
Feeding their cursed trunks with the flesh of time
From the sacred silence
Of the desert to the fury
Of the eternal seas
Lost souls are dreaming and whispering
A thousand lies, live spiral trees
The temples of consciousness
Are closing their gates
The temples of consciousness
are the keepers of truth
When the mist vanishes
Through the valley sparrow
Of sorrow are flying away
To make us see
The temples of consciousness
Are closing their gates
The temples of consciousness
are the keepers of truth
Rivers of tears are floating in the air
Turning every rotting memories into eternal truth
Sparrows of sorrow
Fly away from the valley
Carrying away their vanity
To make us see the beauty
Of a springtime that will last
Lies!