Black stone opens to the mind
This weak body far behind
Now closing in, hungry to begin
An ancient door to hidden light
For coming times to discover
I step across the edge of dawn
White light solid to my eye
Deep down inside I'm alive
Now I see it, the infant spirit
An ancient door to hidden light
For coming times to discover
I step across the edge of dawn
For better man to recover
Death will give birth again
New life will rise my friend
Now closing in, eager to begin
Black stone opens up the gate
This weak body integrate
Now I see it, the infant spirit
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