When all is said and all is done. Beneaththe ground, and man lies dead. When allthe earth is a cold grave and no morebrave. Bright things have birth when coo-ling sun and stone-cold world togetherhurled. Flame up as one o sons of men.When all is flame what of your fame andsplendour then? When all is fire and fla-ming air what of your rare and high desi-re to turn the clod to a thing divine theearth a shrine and man the God??[Riffs: Swanââ¬Â][Lyrics: J.D.C. Pellow][Piano: Swanââ¬Â][Timpani: Larsson][This song is dedicated to all those forgotten years.]