God desires to be born
In the flame of human sense
Bursting and rising

Higher and higher

And what if there are no roots on earth

And what if the stoned residence
Is a ruined hotel
Where the flame of God cannot burn

And what if the human sense
Appears as a son without birth
On an unequal battle

Where the stoned walls are made of human flesh

God desires to reign

In the flame of human fear
Creating and burning
The fields of humans' fear


...prepare your soul for the eternal burn...
...and what if the human sense is a son without birth...