Took our rage for a walk.
We turned the sky red. [choir sings]
Birds fall from the pockets of dragons
Peace lives further down our roads.
We turn to the ocean
Finding the snore of a million grains
Floating behind an island path
We lead the way to listen waters.
Keep breathing between the stones
Light hate and do not hide our fears.
When sleep messages us
Bright drawers of dreams flow.
The Book of the Mollusc Dimension 