| 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 |