Above me are the thunders of the inner deep

The pouring rain will shape this earth

I've got nothing to hide, I've got nothing to keep

I will chill your shuddering breath



This seed, that i'm about to plant

Will be, your marvelous end

This seed, that i'm about to plant

Will be, your marvelous end



Of Creations

Of my creations (creations)

And in this life

I am nothing but what i create



Above me are the thunders of the inner deep

The pouring rain will shape this earth

I'v got nothing to hide, I'v got nothing to keep

I will plant the seed, of my creation



Of my creation, of our creations.