With the proud shining chant of a flesh wide-open wound
(Un)holy spirit burns upon our thoughts
In exultation, memories fade as we rejoice
Tumbledown walls an’ a pinnacle doomed
Bloodstained stones exhaling breaths of gloom
Oppression casted a shadows on a mystic grandeur
Fading away as we rejoice!

As we rejoice!
In praise of glory
Awareness lies in a liquid vacuum
This gift of wonder
This maze of agonizing light
In praise of hazes
Stillness lies in a shadowed fire
A flame of pity
A flame of rapture and of pain!

Gloria patri et filio
Et spiritui sancto
Sicut erat in principio
Et in sæcula sæculorum
Gloria patri et filio
Et spiritui sancto
Sicut erat in principio
Et in sæcula sæculorum
And pride is a twilight sun burnin’ inside,
It leads every manor to its former splendour