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