The words to this song are a collage of Edgar Allan Poe ("Spirits of the Dead", "The City in the Sea"), Anais Nin ("Under a Glass Bell"), and Torricelli (I've no idea where the quote actually comes from - I've come across it in Kuhn's The Structure of Scientific Revolutions).
Lyrics
We live submerged at the bottom of an ocean of the element air, [s]hadowy, shadowy, yet unbroken, under a glass bell of melancholy waters. We live submerged at the bottom of an ocean of the element air. The breeze, the breath of God, is still[: now it's just] mist upon [a] hill.
