The moon and tides
The ebb and flow
Of death
And life
Is how it grows
It feeds upon balance
It thrives upon the chance
It will all fall in place of circumstance
The cycle completes and starts again
There is
No beginning
There is no end
Where there is good there is evil
Where truth there are lies
We are the life that unravels when energy dies
When summer turns to winter
And young turns into old
Intertwined
All matter unfolds
Latin chant
Fluxus et refluxus