Endless desolate plane, light dust drizzles Under purple sky, the big crowd just stands Here is the man, every eyes look at him The gathered waits for him to perform a new miracle Without a word he breaks, yet there is no bread remains Without a trace, everything he touches disappears The army of destruction is scattered in the wind He had the beginning; mankind had the ending Along the stars' way, along the stars' way Yet the finish is so distant, so far away Along the stars' way, along the stars' way One who's afraid to go on will perish