Ongkara - China

I have found my own way
to build sandy castles on the swamp
and put all my life in this

(Look my son, one day all this will be yours)

I know what it is to see your own work
lay ruined at your feet
and blame God

(Because he never saved me)

I have seen the files of men
marching to the great fire
who's got to be the live torch this time?

(One of you has got to sacrifice your life
so that the millions of others go on living)

We don't have another aim
but blowing tiny bubbles
and call them boldly metaphors

Are we to find a new sun?
Are to fire a new sun?
Are we to build a new sun?
Are we to burn a new sun?