Key, to unlock the mind
Decorated soul, ancient and golden
Then, the feathers burn,
And you've seen the Earth, afar
Now you are what you are not
Fallen, to the sky?
And nothing can unwind,
The spells of this wine
So you dine with the grey beast,
And share his chalice
Dwell, in his wives' silver palace
And how you know
The weight, of their arts
The depths, of their seas
The distance, of time,
From your state of being,
Until the Earth shall be no more,
Than a word
And the world will be reduced,
To the seed
And your exhales books,
For none to read
For now you bear the horns,
And the Kingdom is yours
You lift your left hand,
And the stars, beg for mercy