When the mountains used to be trees we could see everything from the ground up and the sky down the spirit was all around
Now man is in dis ease
The gods are not pleased
And we all seek the energy
Of she
To rebirth the earth into a new glory
Most don’t know the real story
Lost in allegory
Only time will tell
If we are to ever ascend the depths of hell
This paradise of the fallen
Paradox of the enlightened
But
As the faces of the moon
Reflects the he art of the Suns
So shall a new day with the ancient ways
Become one
We will write our destiny across the stars
Sing the songs of praise
Throughout the aethers
And as the universes unfold
The many blessings of
The Originator We Are Eternally Grateful
We are Eternally Grateful