the greats gates of kiev

Come forth, from love's spire
Born in life's fire,
Born in life's fire.
Come forth, from love's spire
In the burning, of our yearning,
for life to be.
And in pain there must be gain,
New Life!

Stirring in, salty streams
And dark hidden seams
Where the fossil sun gleams.

They were, sent to the gates
Ride the tides of fate
Ride the tides of fate.
They were, sent to the gates,
In the burning of our yearning,
For life to be.

There's no end to my life,
No beginning to my death:
Death is life.