We fell into rhythm beneath a raging glory
We marched in oblivion, silent of all sounds
Lucid visions of the great odyssey
Our faith among this land of fire
He took the reins and flew to the west
We watched with joy until the terrain changed
Swans grazed the sky and held the last remaining light
Hearts beat with the life and expels out into the night
Immersed deep in those fiery eyes