This song represents giordano bruno's view of God as the result of all that exists, unlimited and infinite itself. As part of this all, we are also part of God as particles in this universe and beyond
Long gone a daylight rose
From the stars reflecting like a mirror
It spreads the only verse
Taking shapes of life through the test of time
And the stars kept falling down
Oh, we can see they dance at night
Drifting away in the distance of oblivion
They show us the ways of skyes
And the many paths in the lines they draw
To another world they show the same dance but reverse
Clergy: "divination is your crime, no denials"
There is a way to read the stars
By them we count the days and months
But there is much more than we are always searching.
The cosmic words can forecast what is coming
They create the living worlds
The cosmic words can forecast what is coming
They are so clear to all the believers
If this world were the only one
God himself would be finite
Therefore, with so many worlds
God is many or not prone to limits
The signs within the stars
Reveal the coming days
And teach an ancient wisdom that you rather send away
Through them we see the future
And there is much more than you have ever searched
The cosmic words can forecast what is coming
They create the living worlds
The cosmic words can forecast what is coming
They are so clear to all the believers
The stellar lines reveal us maps to skies
As we spin around the sun they draw some stories
Of ages and myths
The ancient people did reveal their way
So they built their temples under all the star lines
And sun was their
They reveal the way to skies
Maps were drown before our time
Time was not a measure to the walkers of the stars
The signs within the stars
Reveal the coming days
And teach an ancient wisdom that you rather send away
Through them we see the future
And there is much more than you have ever searched
The cosmic words can forecast what is coming
They create the living worlds
The cosmic words can forecast what is coming
They are so clear to all the believers