{So many worlds are spinning around;
 So many thing seem to be found.
 I'm lost in time, lost in dimensions,
 Don't even have my own reflection.}

Death
Looks for me
In this world,
But I'm not
In this place.

Face
Of my sin
Is face of Lord;
Sin and God -
One and the same.

[Oh, no, I've seen my death;
 I've been somewhere else.]

World
We live in
Is world of dirt,
And it hurts
Me so much.

Gold
In my dreams
Becomes the stone,
And my bones
Feel its touch.

[Oh, no, we are frozen stones;
 We're standing here alone.]

Fields,
Endless fields
Of pure light -
Out of sight,
Out of world.

Feel
Every seed,
And tonight
Free your mind
To meet odd.

[Oh, no, we slide from this world;
 Be ready to see odd.]