In the depths of the holy womb A whisper of change, a subtle power A witness of birth, a moment of grace Down here, where dead bodies flower From darkness to light From ashes to new A seed will spring The birth of a new earth Let the dawn be a vessel of growth Digging deeper and deeper The first rays of light crack open my shell While the oak trees begin to weave their tales to tell Awakening to the light of the rising Sun Where everything ends, a new has begun Awakening to our souls that burn aflame A vast moment, unbound by our name Crashing and falling, burning and dying Ancient tales of time and tide I'll linger here, beneath those trees A sacred birth, a gift that sets us free