Nadir Video (MV)

Driven by the winds of grace
Her wings of faith struck thunder alike
Cutting invisible air into pieces

Amidst a sky that was all draped
In red and black she shaped
A therefore unseen crack
For the ever-first sunray to be laid

In that one foot that she only got
She held a seed
That housed the arcane recipe
For a whole world yet to come

When she was gently touching down
It shook the earth straight to it's bone
Yet there was noone here to frown
Let alone to doubt nor moan
So the seed was planted upon oath
As a gift, as a promise of finite growth

Right after that first rain did fall
To complete the wholeness of giving birth
To answer on that humming call
That fertile wish of mother earth
In that incantatory moment
The world's clockhand struck one
The conspiracy of health and sickness
Gree and grudge has there begun

Now merely an echo of this moment
That our world's clockhand struck one
The only salvation of this curse is penance
You and I have never done
The remedy of loss is prayers
You and I have never sung
The conspiracy of health and sickness
Gree and grudge has never gone