Текст песни Bob Catley - Children of the Circle

Standing tall, we worship the night
We cry the tears
The question unspoken
The sacred form, a bronze reflected light
In soil we search for this greed to be broken

Upon this day, a God forsaken right
The passing dawn
The heart of the sunrise
We hold the dream
Stay true to the fight
We light the fire, keep the power 'till this
World dies

And when the spirit joins the after glow
And when the demons dance their fantasies below
The guardian leads the path the kingdom come
The true religion face the dagger run

We are the night
We are the day
We are the dream
We are the secret of the miracle
Love
We are the right
We are the way
We are the children of the circle

Truth
We are the life
We are the right
We are the masters of all evil
Earth
The air you breathe
We are the fire
We are the children of the circle

The golden wings, the brothers of the earth
The rivers tied
The silence is broken
We seal the truth, the sisterhood birth
We light the heavens 'till the new dawn has woken

Let's give the freedom for an angel's flight
So many centuries, the secrets hold the night
And if the power breaks the system falls
Come forth you holy men and heed the call