Children, behold the elders falling

Hear nature chime, the widow calling

See that moldered face, once gazing

Throughout horizons, throughout seasons

Men, behold the nature tolling

Hear the depravity of man

See the sunshine blurring, once sharp and gleaming

Throughout winters, throughout summers

Nature, the venomous path of man

The existential gravity, the blinder of light

Mankind, bestride the glimpse of the sun

Instinctively oppose, the harvester of light

Elders, hear the mountains calling

Behold the certainty, the leaves of future falling

See the downfall, in midst of the havoc

Throughout ages, throughout generations

Nature, the venomous path of man

The existential gravity, the blinder of light

Mankind, bestride the glimpse of the sun

Instinctively oppose, the harvester of light

Dwelling the night towards further sight

I am the earthling, bearer of the past

I am the earthling, dwelling the presence

I am the earthling, exploring the future vast

I am the weaver of the sun

I am the earthling, I am the weaver of the sun