A spirit wanders in the skies above It makes all illuminate below It lights the candles of my wandering soul Unveiling mysteries untold I share my prophecies unto a world that I forsake If our creator had a masterplan He’d guide us gently through the land And show us secrets yet unknown to man Mysteries to understand I share my prophecies unto a world that I forsake Retrieve my legacy out of this dream you will awake Ancient philosophy, guided by the snake Astray theology, into a last mistake