I found the whisper on naked mounds,
Lay forth the stolen pound to pound,
And once we lost ourselves,
The children sang to you,
Once we lost ourselves and fled underneath
I found the whisper naked on the hill,
Soul covered by the lusting fields,
And once became the moments stolen
Once we sang the holy queen,
And never before did we bow to a king.
Never before did we bow to a king.
There we washed our sins clean,
In the streaming rivers bleed.
I found the whisper locked within the roses,
And saw paradise,
And once we lost ourselves enslaved by the king of kings,
The children sang to us,
And once we lost ourselves to the machine, the kings
And once we lost ourselves bowing bowing to the mortal machine