[gods:] harmony must be seen before disharmony can be felt. let her feel and
Form all fragments of the material world. she will seem to be a goddess,
Without knowing that she is an actress.

[she:]

Struck to the ground, senses are unbound
My red hands, burning into the earth
Every spect of dust radiates from me

[chorus:]
Colour of all matter
Turns red in me
And i shine upon all life
I desecrate chaos of my mind
Seeing through a simple world
Bodies built of dust, not soul

The sleeper, the reflective, all the lost people
They are sleepwalkers in my dream
I am a goddess, i inhaled harmony
I exhale and the world gives in on me

[chorus]

We are all without soul