To dank, doom
To dank, fire
Into the black at heart
Anointed ones, provided sons
Who are the last to rule
Trade on, receivers
He ain't coming to
For far have I wandered at last
Into your bughouse ruse

'Round dead Moon, to transpire
Behind the blast of an ark
We fed hearth, we draw dire
To the edge of fear

Lay down your winters
'Lay down', cried faith
For once you’ve left as your father’s son
You're blessed as the dove I face

We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine

Trade on, deceivers
As sound removes the thorn
He’s grown still and borne
This great repast
It's into the coming
He’s into the common morn

Shine as we all shine
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine