Now that the light has risen All will fall into despair Of the air of Decembers winter The Southern mountains breathe Deep warm winds alive With the rush of wings The deadly black North Has fallen black again So we wait in silent solitude for a shadowed distant bell God is blind to us as all grows down The 4 doors have swung wide Everything rushes to us at once A warning sounds from the East To turn our anticipation into devastation We are one, united in our peril We fall into a spiral sea and no one will be cast out No title. No gain The hexagram I wear will come to an end No further need for prophecy The reasoning is now immense We are as small as swirls of dust Hanging on a white glaze of air Into the grip of the solar winds Life goes on unremembered Another star, another sun our words are thrown through the wormhole Time expands and fails Life tries to orchestrate freedom But we are truly bound as slaves to the ship of time and earth She will be our master no matter her own sacrifice At all cost, when we collide against the edge of the world Behold the universe, infinite abstraction Behold the universe, dimensions blend as time unbends Cradling all of life's creation Spiraling to its ultimate end As consciousness streams like jet streams, to the core of a beating heart Burning euphoria