God breathed a sigh, a spark was cast,

A sacred flame, fading fast.

Down from the heights, beyond the blue,

Into the dark where the cold winds blew.

I felt the pull of the heavy tide,

Nowhere for the ghost to hide.

The soul goes down to the valley floor,

To die in the flesh and be born once more.

אני בן תהו שוה ליצר עור רק מתך רחמים על עורון עיניו רכבי חמלה ואש

My eyes are dust, my hands are bound,

I walk this hard and hollow ground.

The Architect built a wall of stone,

To keep the spirit's truth unknown.

But deep inside, the embers glow,

Where the hidden waters flow.

Wisdom is a wound that bleeds,

The pain is the rain for the holy seeds.

אני בן תהו שוה ליצר עור רק מתך רחמים על עורון עיניו רכבי חמלה ואש

Don't curse the skin, don't hate the bone,

For even the Maker is all alone.

The Father waits with an open hand,

The key is hidden in the shifting sand.

The Son must heal what he has made,

And step out from the heavy shade.

אני בן תהו שוה ליצר עור רק מתך רחמים על עורון עיניו רכבי חמלה ואש

My Chariot of empathy...

My Chariot of fire...

Ascension...

...חמלה ואש...

Empathy and Fire.