I've made it to the other shore and have seen into
Dreams made it through the veil of me shake the shit
And reduce to core stitching strange loops between the seams
But still I'm left wanting more, tidings of certainties scratching surfaces of these mysteries
Masters please come to me I beg of thee in my hour of need
Give me gold make me old into the fold I've grabbed a hold
I've grabbed a hold
Finally rid of this earthly blight last night the sun was so bright
Floating through the milky way accept the role that i must play
I've made it through the veil of me scratching surfaces of these mysteries
Acolytic sermon know/no it's really worth it giving everything to you
Relatively sure man, taking more than I can, this faith for me is new