"Box of Air" (2003).

Bring me plastic boxes, where I can put my stuff
Bring me my rockets, bring me my soldiers, son

Bring me plastic boxes to capture the unseen
Bring me, son, the bouquet of fresh blue stream

Bring me plastic boxes, to keep the truth inside
It’s too early, my dear son, to let it all go out

Bring me plastic boxes, to hide all my jewels
Make it fast, make it quick, don’t you be a fool

The prophets have told me once when I was young
That once the night will fall and Judgment Day will come

It shall be released from plastic boxes everywhere
One box for some water, the other for some air

One box for some fire and one box for some Earth
And other numerous boxes contain a lot of hellish pearls

Bring me plastic boxes, to count the pearls inside
The day is almost there, the truth I’ll no longer hide

Bring me plastic boxes, I’m sure I’m playing fair
Along with the forces of water, fire, Earth & air

of water, fire, Earth & air
of water, fire, Earth & air
of water, fire, Earth & air
of water, fire, Earth & air

Look who’s there