The lord of sorrow, loss and pain
Is he who guards the holy gates
Offer up self-sacrifice
To gain access to the light
There you'll find the triune mind
Three aspects of the one spacetime
Focus thy will inside, may the universe oblige

The lord of sorry, loss and pain
Is he who guards the holy gates
Master builders and capstone kings
Yield holy fulcrums to float upstream
But beware of unjust means
Or slip down the spiral of suffering

I've read the words of god, written by mortal men
I've studied the maths of reason, mapping divine threads
Moved by great works of art, that inspired my heart from chest
Uplifted by the sweetest sounds, plucked from the souls of friends
In awe like baby's wonder, with profound and novel sense
And I've loved so deeply, that my life's forever pledged

But nothing truly compares, when I open my heart and all draws near
We're connected
And nothing truly compares, when I close my eyes and all appears
We're reflected
Yet we're never truly prepared, when our soul reaches beyond Earth's air
We're rejected
And as I claw back towards the light
As I reach for that peace of mind
I'm slipping back down the spiral
I awaken on cold hard tile

The lord of sorrow, loss and pain
Is he who guards the pearly gates
Offer up self-sacrifice, to gain access to the light
There you'll find the triune mind, three aspects of the one spacetime
Focus thy will inside, may the universe oblige

The path is too long for most to tread
Either you walk forever, or you take a death to rest
The choice is too deep for most to dwell
Either you attract your heaven, or you will your hell
The truth is too pure for most to see
It chooses you to see it, or it chooses only me
My friend, I wish you god speed, we are all in this together - unholy fulcrum