We are the wings of goodness    We are the cloak of sin    We are the higher order    We are the voice within    We are the realms of darkness    We are the doors of time    We are the fragile senses    We are the corners of the mind       We are the tears of passion    We are the winds that blow    We are the seeds of progress    We are the wisdom of the soul       We are the earth    We are the universe    We are the light       We are the deepest oceans    We are the endless stars    We are the wild emotions    We are the wounded heart    We are the flame of freedom    We are the sacred prize    We are the love of angels    We are the workers of the light