blood from our blood 
flesh from our flesh 
spirit from our spirit 
death from our grace 
now it's the downfall of Jezira. 

they may try it all their lives 
to [bad word] a bit like us 
they may live a million years 
but they will never understand 

for in darkness [bad word] 
for in ages we roam 
for in silence we grow 
and we wait 

a dark fire we'll be 
a cold floating stream 
an impermeable fog 
a galaxy 

a miracle we are, 
unforgettable. 
a promise unspoken, 
a curse 

the gods have left the burning heavens, 
the angels have fallen to earth and died 
now it's the downfall of Jezira.