And yet I've been
cleansed with the water,
a purity, no mind can grasp.

A purity so cool upon my fingertips.
The vision that I’ve seen,
this is the action that spawns from the end.
For the longest time,
I’ve been watching the world breathe against.

What lies here, what lies here
are mountains
composed of
tomb-stones
tomb-stones, 
tomb-stones, 
tombstones.

Examine these,
these beautiful faces.
Keep singing now, 
keep singing now.

(Now examine these beautiful faces, sing
sing, singing, sing, singing)
Examine these beautiful faces,
keep singing now.
Examine these beautiful faces
of war.

Will we push
bedlam noise to the state of
blissfulness?
Display her,
beauty to the people,
to the people.

Oh.

A purity,
no mind can grasp.