In the circle of life, live spiral trees Feeding their cursed trunks with the flesh of time From the sacred silence Of the desert to the fury Of the eternal seas Lost souls are dreaming and whispering A thousand lies, live spiral trees The temples of consciousness Are closing their gates The temples of consciousness are the keepers of truth When the mist vanishes Through the valley sparrow Of sorrow are flying away To make us see The temples of consciousness Are closing their gates The temples of consciousness are the keepers of truth Rivers of tears are floating in the air Turning every rotting memories into eternal truth Sparrows of sorrow Fly away from the valley Carrying away their vanity To make us see the beauty Of a springtime that will last Lies!