Only love is with us now
Something warm and pure
Find the peace within ourselves
No need for a cure

When the wind is slow
And the fire's hot
The vulture waits to see what rots
Oh how pretty
All the scenery
This is nature's sacrifice
When the air blows through
With a brisk attack
The reptile tail ripped from its back
When the sun sets
We will not forget
The Red Sun Over Paradise