It Comes With the Rain کے بول

The flight of a thought The run of the deers The growth of a mountain The passing of years The gurgle of creeks Loyalty of wolves Knocks of woodpecker beeks Ruthlessly turns the wheel Crushes this brief existence Fate is yet to reveal Its hollow indifference It rises with the Sun It comes with the rain With the glaciers slow run A lustrous moraine The end is the beginning Where chaos is order Reason without purpose A dying immortal The flight of the hawks The swimming of eels The weathering of the rocks Dead matter that feels In this endless vortex of pain the stronger remain Waiting for relief in vain until it comes with the rain All the beings too tired to fight become one with the light Of an aging Sun turning red from white burning its blue satellite Too late to be wise praying to empty skies Took ages to realize what was left to sacrifice It's a lethal wonder as the world goes under To moulder to dross and dematerialize It rises with the Sun It comes with the rain With the glaciers slow run A lustrous moraine The end is the beginning Where chaos is order Reason without purpose A dying immortal