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Sculptor of the cosmic clay

Please show us the way

Bending the night

Weaving the starlight

Worlds are passing by in the sky

We rise to see the cosmos die

Life and death in his fire

Deep within the cosmic mire

Bending the night

Weaving the starlight

Worlds are passing by in the sky

We rise to see the cosmos die

Eyes of stone

Hearts of dust

They rise to life

From soil and rust

The armour gleams

With earthy sheen

Blades of stone

In hands unseen

Bending the night

Weaving the starlight

Worlds are passing by in the sky

We rise to see the cosmos die