La Novit del Suono e il Grande Lume (1998)

You are not on earth
 As you believe
 You wonder
 As you transcend
 These light bodies.
 Conceiving yourself as a god
 Moulded by your own wrath
 You're not on this earth
 Just look to the unplaced Noth
 Which does not go
 The way you thought.
 Temperate harmony,
 Eternal wheels
 Sound of orange flowers
 Light a never felt wish
 In the heavenly disease
 To live, to die forever...
 To the newness of the mighty sound
 To live, to die forever...