Consolamentum (words by Kris Scheerlinck)


We go with those who are the world
refraining from its shadows
fighting our own war
 
Sustained form vanity and pride
it has been for centuries
Returning to life's core
 
 
In night and day
in word and deed
we follow our belief
 
And in the end
when all is done
death is our relief
 

 
We go with those who are the world
refraining from its shadows
searching for its light