While the guarding night
cools my troubled mind,
we follow eden's call
on our steady walk.
...god is far from here ...
Men behind the lines
keeping: killing times.
They regard our lives:
threatening parasites.
...god is far from here ...
...god is far from here ...
A walk between the worlds,
a growing universe.
Hate and hollow faith
hunt the walking shades.
...god is far from here ...
Loss of our past and walking in hope - fielded and
thrown out again