The voices of the nature

The voices of a beast

The voices of the children

Are the voices of a priest

This can all belong together

These are fragments of the one

And then soon will fuse forever

Sentenced to creation

Better if you hear me

Better when you care

Better when you listen

Are we all aware

I can see

Where all soon will be

I'll be there and I know

Where we all have to go

In poems of the martyr

The childhood of a thought

For freedom of a nation

All these things out of a part

Dark essential dreams of jesters

Feed my ideology

Cause when all belongs together

Then it all belongs to me

Better if you hear me

Better when you care

Better when you listen

I can be aware

I can see

Where we all soon will be

I'll be there and I know

Where we all have to go