Oh Hiroshima
Ascension
In the water
Lost at sea
Burning slightly
Over me

Life hangs by a thread
It's all a dream

Torches more than
Eyes can see
Trembling darkness
In the breeze

Life hangs by a thread
It's all a dream

When blinding darkness falls on me
A holy trial, a life besieged
There is a clean-up room in reach
It's all a dream

Some inner halo half-concealed
My own ascension from the dream
There is a waiting room in reach
I do believe