Dirt bursting forth
At every corner
The Magician's at work
All their things are in order
Wand, sword, coin, cup
One hands pointing up
And one's down to the ground
The red robed one's finally found
Infinity reigns over those
Who finally know
As above so below
We're on a mission
Sent from the Magician
Conditions are bad
But there's plenty to go
A transmission's been had
As the piece, goes the whole
To heal ourselves
Is to heal the great well
I'm with you again
My forever friend
Dear Earth, upon whom we depend
Dear Earth, may the brokenness mend
Dear Earth, may we rise to defend