I saw a child go out of her body
A dying crone who sees the departed
I saw a sign in the newborn eyes
Reflect a light from an unseen world
Up in the sky the clouds ever changing
Never the same but always above us
You find your drum was not what they taught you
You find your peace in the blackest thing
Like vision journey
Many times you take it
It's a circle we go round
We go round
We go round
We go round
There was tribe in northernmost Europe
I will return when my body is broken
Before the cross of the Romans enslaved us
We were the warriors of the earth
Like vision journey
Many times you take it
It's a circle we go round
We go round
We go round
We go round
Like vision journey
Many times you take it
It's a circle we go round
We go round
We go round
We go round