In the healing, the crystal ceiling Reflects a thousand faces And private lies, alibis, You'll know them by the traces Of your passion, that you cash in… in the night.
In the naming, the reclaiming, The depths that take you higher The word magician, The tricksters' mission, Bring a belly full of fire To break the chain, of the pain, and its might
Revival… Leaves innocence behind Survival…Through the mending of the mind The hero's dwelling within. Armed with loves medicine, And the insight to win… the light.
Always the same, the inner game Of the chalice and the blade Destiny. The Odyssey. Reinventing dreams you made You can hear it, in the spirit…of the fight
Don't be dismayed. Or afraid On this journey of the soul The Warriors' Path, the Shadows' wrath, Shout the challenge to be whole While the poets' hand, understands as it writes.