Your wisdom�s worth insanity
Your words are of the love
Dream not ye Gods, in pallid palaces
Built down from above
Dream not ye Gods, in royal chambers
Forsaken are we who walk day�s line
Building feet from stronger hands
Minds in the thunder have cast upon me their third eye
In travels of distant lands
Minds in the stars have crashed upon me like waves
More forsaken are they whose white minds
Wander a wilderness of night opaque
May they know of your love and feel your magnificence
May they feel your light and wake
May they know of your truth and grasp your omnipotence
Evolve with us, ye Gods of old
For of us all are stories told
Let us not beach on the morrow�s shore
Let us grow wings and know how to soar
Let us fly to you and be one once more
Let us see the face that cannot be formed
Let us speak the name that cannot be named
Let us hear the word too soft to perceive
Let us drink the milk of paradise