We fall on earth
To start from dirt

Cursed from scratch
To die like trash

As God seats on his throne
We worship him from his foot stool

We praise and pray
As we earthlings frail and gail

The angels in heaven look down to watch
We earthlings look up to see

When that day comes

The sky will be red
The voice shall appear

Singing valdoka to the Mistry
Angels visiting

World...