The sun goes down for us to find the night's home He will be crowned with the amber chemtralis, waiting for the dark falling You seem a saint who pilgrims are to see Yeah, you're the one with death's fate that takes us to the dream but my burning desire makes me run on hot coals Being lost in such a satire time disperses my soul over the remains of the day It's our foray to reach nirvana and a peaceful ending We're on the homeward journey to walk up the steps to salvation Lo, there's the kingdom coming