[Spoken]
One of the saddest things about the modern world is that people live in a tiny time slice which they carry forward with them. Nothing remains. The centuries to them are completely dark. Just un-illumined corridors through which they stagger into a single little sliver of light

[Spoken]
Every great civilization has a record of a period of a golden age, when there was no war, no dispute, no lying

[Verse 1]
It's not by shunning darkness that you'll know light
Not holy fields of wood alive, of stone alive
And up in the rooms of your barren house
You're reassembling language to keep realities out

[Verse 2]
I know your credentials, and I know you'll tell
In this game of reeds, in the logic of the spell
My burning attachment to contingencies
For who wills the end, may will the means

[Chorus]
When it's only fools and firebrand
(Kali Yuga, über alles)
The books of law in the arsonist's hands
(Kali Yuga, über alles)
Pretend to know me, and I'll pretend to care
(Kali Yuga, über alles)
And nothing lasts, that hesitates out there

[Verse 3]
Time to collect the stones, and what our guards left behind
Stray out of being, and out of time
I know your credentials, I know your tell
Embracing that death you know so well

[Chorus]
When it's only fools and firebrand
(Kali Yuga, über alles)
The books of law in the arsonist's hands
(Kali Yuga, über alles)
Pretend to know me, and I'll pretend to care
(Kali Yuga, über alles)
And nothing lasts, that hesitates out there

[Spoken Finnish]
Jätän sinut kaaokseesi
Joka ei ole enää osani
Sillä olen myrskyn silmässä
Olen sen elävä keskus
Olen muinainen järjestys
Ja mikä on Kaaosta on minulle toisarvoista
Sen maailman riekaleita
Joka ei enää koske minua


The last spoken word section is in Finnish, and it says:
Jätän sinut [unintelligible] (I’ll leave you …..)
Sinä olet myrksyn silmässä. (You are in the eye of the Storm)
Olet sen elävä keskus. (you are it’s living Center)
Olen muinainen järjestys. (I am ancient Order)
Ja mikä on Kaaosta on [unintelligible] (and what is Chaos is …..)
sen maailman riekaleina, (The shreds of a World;)
joka ei enää koske minua (that doesn’t concern me anymore)