...And vapor carried by the wind
watched the secret forms of earth.

...And vapor felt desire
And like rain he went deep in her soil.

Chorus:
Conviction and will
Like red burning wings.

Friction, erosion
Turn the ancient stones to magma and lava.
Where fi

Crafted existence, molded by dogmatic hands
Profane mixture, condemned to sacred rust.

Forged without fire, outsider to the warmth
Vulgar metal for chains, not royal steel for swords.

Forbidden carbon, paradigmatic gem
Incomplete and unreal, material semi sphere.

Va