Long ago wisemen were 
Walking through a desert over there
They [bad word] away from this world

Long ago wisemen [bad word] found
That indeed our planet is round
And there's no way [bad word] away

And they turned into stones
Silent observers of the world

 [bad word] 
It's time to gather stones
It's time to figure out this world alone
Catch this fire [bad word] out of stones

It's time to gather stones
It's time to figure out this world alone
Catch this fire [bad word] out of stones

Ever since time has passed
Through the years, through the north and west
They were looking at us out of the sand

People were falling in love again
People were fighting till the end
And the wisemen were keeping the secret from us

And they turned into stones
Silent observers of the world

 [bad word] 
It's time to gather stones
It's time to figure out this world alone
Catch this fire [bad word] out of stones

It's time to gather stones
It's time to figure out this world alone
Catch this fire [bad word] out of stones

It's time to gather stones
It's time to figure out this world alone
Catch this fire [bad word] out of stones