Из альбома: Tumuli Shroomaroom
There was a thought at the beginning of time
All lives were known yours and mine
A conscious thought
A thought of love
Dance round the fire
Dance round the fire
You say to me
A chemical reaction
To create new life
Create mankind
But don't you feel that deep inside
Dance round the fire
Dance round the fire
Won't you sell my soul
Down, down and down...