Innocent
We are born
Tender is our skin as well as our soul.
We then see the world,
and to survive,
we change.

Revolting
we grow.
Rough becomes our skin as well as our soul
while we live in this world.
And we forget
that there's a fifth dimension...

Unforgiven
we die,
because who else can forgive us
but we ourselves

Or maybe...
Maybe we see the world
and realize
that we need each other
to survive
to save our souls
to forgive ourselves...

And then:

Innocent
We are born
Tender is our skin as well as our soul
We then see the world
and realize that we need each other
to survive

Faithful
we grow,
rough becomes our skin but not our soul
while we live in this world.
And we rediscover
the fifth dimension...

Peaceful
we die
because we have been forgiven
our sins