I'm submerged in filth, fragmented chaos
In chrysalis state i await my birth
Thoughts and memories proceed to haunt me
Soon all these fragments will be gone

Morphing begins
I'm [bad word] a god

Birth is nothing but death's beginning

Now as my soul is yearning
Morph to new paradigms
Find wisdom in the learning
My will always finds a way
See the embers burning
Sense no dividing line
Same being, dead or living
My will burns through time

This being feeds within now
To be born, be alive
Feed inside
Its presence goes beyond life
Fate will follow the mind

Birth is nothing but death's beginning

Now as my soul is yearning
Morph to new paradigms
Find wisdom in the learning
My will always finds a way
See the embers burning
Sense no dividing line
Same being, dead or living
My will burns through time

This being feeds within now
To be born, be alive
Feed inside
Its presence goes beyond life
Fate will follow the mind

 [bad word] [bad word] forth emerging God

Birth is nothing but death's beginning

This being feeds within now
To be born, be alive
Feed inside
Its presence goes beyond life
Fate will follow the mind
I am the one within now
I'm the transforming tide