INDIAN:
Spirits flying, I soar on the breeze...
Mortals dying, I soar on the breeze...
Into the sun...
Lovers crying, I soar on the breeze...
Demons sighing, I soar on the breeze...
Into the sun...
I'm drawn towards the sun
And then we will be one
My soul will melt into the universe
I'm drawn towards the sun
And then we will be one
My soul will melt into the universe
FUTUREMAN: It's all a lie!
ROMAN: You will just die!
FUTUREMAN: So don't give in!
ROMAN: For we can win!
FUTUREMAN: It's all a lie!
ROMAN: You will just die!
FUTUREMAN: So don't give in!
ROMAN: For we can win!
FUTUREMAN: It's all a lie!
ROMAN: You will just die...
FUTUREMAN: So don't give in...
(B. Death's Grunt)
DEATH:
I am the breeze
The bringer of rest and ease!
I am the wind
The forgiver of those who sinned!
I am the storm
I blow the devil's horn!
I am the fire
The source of lust and desire!
I am the sun
The joining has begun!
I am your fate
The guardian at the gate!
I am Death and I claim your final breath!
INDIAN: (Hums)
DEATH:
I am the storm
I blow the devil's horn!
I am the fire
The source of lust and desire!
I am the sun
The joining has begun!
I am your fate
The guardian at the gate!
I am Death and I claim your final breath!
INDIAN: (Screams)
