We are the children of Gaia,
most divine.

We are the demigods of Terra,
most sublime.

We have been and shall be,
so accept her caress.

We have been and shall be,
so let the light flow.

Let the holy sacraments of earthly
heaven touch our souls.

Let the vision of beatification
be with us at last.

We may become sanctified 
by our acceptance.

We may bestow upon ourselves
the holy acquiescence.

Allow the rhythms to pulsate
within our corpus.

Allow the tones of life everlasting
to enjoin our agreement.

We are the lovers of enlightenment
and truth most hallowed.

We are the inheritors of faith
in the validity of facts.

Yea though I walk through the valley
of the most duplicitous,

Yea though I hear only sanctimony
I will not be debauched,

I shall hear not the evil of torpidity
and dereliction,

I shall accept not the hatred
of the most prejudicial.

For mine is the paradise of life
lived upon the body,

For mine is the elysium where
happiness will be enjoined.

Sing out the choruses of
adoration and elation.

Sing out the verses of
devotion and exultation.

I am a child of Gaia,
and am most divine.

I am a child of Terra,
and am most sublime.