There's a god in everything
Quiet as the water on a stone
Through the veins of the sage leaf
Through the milk of the bone

Even the smoke sets fire
Even the turtles dance
Praying to the heavens for a second chance

White flag in the garden
White flag on the moon
Love is in the shadows but the sun will be here soon
White flag in thе graveyard
White flag in the mud
Whitе flag never stained of any blood
When fear is but a weapon
In the temple's armoured wall
The man who stands behind it
Too veiled to see it all

A mad showering of shells
Finds it way into the skin
Bloody wounds of anger mark the seraphim

White flag in the garden
White flag on the moon
Love is in the shadows but the sun will be here soon
White flag in the graveyard
White flag in the mud
White flag never stained of any blood

And bursting from the fingers
Like a thin magnetic field
Is a rhetoric of meekness
Calling everyone to yield

The ruth has been dismantled
And time a wretched stir
Love and other wonders fail when one is unsure

White flag in the garden
White flag on the moon
Love is in the shadows but the sun will be here soon
White flag in the graveyard
White flag in the mud
White flag never stained of any blood
White flag never stained of any blood