Up above the light is shining,
Down below the fire is raging,
Look up to the sky for it is peaceful,
Look down below to see madness around,
Up into the sky where the angels fly,
Soft white fluffy clouds flowing through the sky,
Soft rhythmic beating of feathered wings,
Where life and light shine and flow their finest,
Down into the darkness the children come out to play,
Pitch black with scolding water and hot fire,
Deep down you'll hear the sorrowful cries,
Even further you'll see them melting away and coming back,
Again and again and again.
