When All Is Said — Edge Of Sanity

When all is said and all is done. Beneath the ground, and man lies dead. When all the earth is a cold grave and no more brave. Bright things have birth when coo- ling sun and stone-cold world together hurled. Flame up as one o sons of men. When all is flame what of your fame and splendour 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 the earth a shrine and man the God??