So we may take the reigns,
transform our anguish,
transform our ordeal.
So we may take the reigns,
transform our burden,
transform our downfall.
From the center,
we pour outward.
To the core we recoil,
souls murdered.
Of the essence we will conceal.
For the polestar we shall reveal.
From the axis,
we search without.
Back from the fulcrum,
we all fade out.
Of the structure we hide in sight.
For the root we shall bathe in torchlight.
From the seat,
we swell spiraling.
To the last bed,
we fall inhaling.
Of the nave we veil in honor.
For the last heart that beats with vigor.
The alchemy of one and all,
up through the sky,
down through the depths.