"I am a baby's first cry
The hot wind, fast and dry
I am a lad's curiosity
The vulcan crater, glowing and deep

I am a warrior's eager look
The lurking wolf in a brook
I am a chieftain's cunning mind
The stink of war, so deathly unkind

I am a monarch's evil glare
The sense of Justice, always rare
I am the sword, slashing guts
The mortal pain that drives you nuts

I am an old king's final breath
The Grim Reaper, the cloaked Death
I am a soul, roaming free
The open book for you too see."

"Roam to where there is love
The hawk chases the bleak dove
And the Devil teases the angels above

Move to where love dwells
'Cause no one is buying what peace sells
And people live in their own cells

Live in where love reigns
You'll feel its ectasy in your veins
What you have learnt is what remains

Die where love prevails
You'll go to where nothing ails
Thy soul will shine without wales."