Finally, Peace Songtext
von Swans

With glittering hands, on collapsible land
We′re praising the sun for the damage he's done
A ruinous eyesore, oh, what is a mind for? (Eyesore, mind for)
Just a knife in a lake, just an arrow in space

All creation is hollow and a picture′s a shadow (hollow, shadow)
Just a symptom of love with a lack of a cause
Now, the city's dissolving and Heaven's inhaling (dissolving, dissolving)
While the ocean is thinking of a surface reflecting


Your glorious mind, your glorious mind
Your glorious mind, your glorious mind
Your glorious mind, your glorious mind
Your glorious mind, your glorious mind

Your glorious mind (your glorious mind), your glorious mind (your glorious mind)
Your glorious mind (your glorious mind), your glorious mind (your glorious mind)
Your glorious mind (your glorious mind), your glorious mind (your glorious mind)
Your glorious mind (your glorious mind), your glorious mind (your glorious mind)
Your glorious mind (your glorious mind), your glorious mind (your glorious mind)
Your glorious mind (your glorious mind), your glorious mind (your glorious mind)
Your glorious mind (your glorious mind), your glorious mind (your glorious mind)
Your glorious mind (your glorious mind), your glorious mind (your glorious mind)