We are sooth great in our scruffiness never can be butterfly altered to eagle Thousand of subsistences so blind and vainglorious We are just a grain of sand carried by the wind in the vast desert We are falling into the void of our pride The light of wisdom is hidden from the sight astral world's gates are still closed Imprisoned by our material existence we are loosing the wings of spiritual being "We are sooth great in our scruffiness" Peer into your heart and your eyes will see. Lot of things are between the heaven and the earth, there but just abiding ones can understand We are doomed to live in darkness so "Long life to the new King !"