Beyond the realms of nature plans
We‘re all a little bit insane
To find out where the lagger lies
To scale the walls of wisdom high
The myth, the dream, phanerothyme

So different all, yet still the same
All travellers on the astral plane
In that vague space beyod the night
We look for our place in the light
All equals here beneath the sun

To make this tryal plane sublime
You‘ll to read between the lines
No dogma lights the path like fact
No fantasy is that exact