Like a fruit
In the rotten garden
Like a soul
In the river styx
Like a stone
In the unending desserts
Like a word
In the city of babylon
Not understood
Yet true and spoken
The Sun is reached
With wax and feathers
Where worlds collide
Between euphrates and tigris
The setting Sun
In the occident
Where monuments
Serve as tombstones
Just to serve the dead
And what did it lead to
Thousand years of sand
A civilization
Collapsed in itself
And what did it lead to
Thousand years of sand
Thousand years of wisdom
Yet just remorse
Where dynasties
Erect themselves
The fertile crescent
Shines for the realm
Mesopotamia
Land of the gods
And nothing left
But sand and stone
The library of assure
The temple of ara-li
Legacies burnt to the ground
Forgotten and vanished in sand
And what did it lead to
Thousand years of sand
A civilization
Collapsed in itself
And what did it lead to
Thousand years of sand
Thousand years of wisdom
Yet just remorse
Nothing less and nothing more
Nothing less and nothing more
Nothing less and nothing more
Nothing less and nothing more
