Here is the fruit of light
   born in a silent way
   here is the future cry
   born from a lover's rage
  
   think i see it coming
  
   here in the hall of flames
   swift as a funeral fire
   here is the law of change
   here where the heart's wings fly
  
   think i see it coming
  
   from heaven thrust a bitter lust
   from steel to steel from dust to dust
   your love is the cure your love is the cure
   (your happiness your happiness)
   sword of love is swift and sure
   (hold me to your scented breast)
  
   think i see it coming