In Flames - New World Lyrics
the great word of blessendnessand a feeling of easea cup of the well of freedomand a life we joyfully drinkinside, all was new, but outwardsnothing had changedan escapade,then to the altar toevaluate all partsof the great mysterybut all remainson the same spot,no signs of a new seasonin my hand is a new word,but the word is stillwithout bodya hidden life-stream thatswells in the deepwill soon give the worda second face