Long ago & so far away my songs were grown on a Martian scape Stars ablaze as the gods were gazing I talked with Ancients to divine existence’s meaning I dined on the mists of the evening Chimed of the bliss of breathing in the midst of beings So advanced & compassionate Their mansions were lacking in nothing We basked in the Sun & mastered summoned creatures From dungeons & the deepest chasms We’d feed them matter grown from the seeds of Adam In the Garden, from trees everlasting They hearkened to breezes & laughter as we tamed them & rained gems upon them We believed in the Path of Light rather than demons’ wrath & strife But back in those days demons weren’t acting so crazy In fact they’d grow maize and other staple foods They didn’t say those rude things we know them for When they’re alone & bored on the lonely shores of depravity We know them for their horrors, sadly But there’s so many lores that I’d gladly share They were majesty’s bearers in the beginning of Times Depending on your mind you might wish to disagree I’m just a white wisp on a withered tree But you should choose your own thoughts Don’t be used as a drone, brought to submission by the force of religion Before the existence of humans we all lived assuming our divinity We were moved by the Trinity within us Sun, Moon & Stars be my witness ,supernovas exploding I’m older than dolmens, I know men, I molded them as Enki My sister assisted me, I showed them what they were meant to be I was the serpent in the Tree, I wasn’t the curse of Eve I was the birth of her freedom, research it & you’ll believe it It was written in Sumerian Genesis I can’t be clearer in sentences If you mirror my apprenticeship you’ll find your true path Don’t bind to a fool’s wrath & be blind to views of the past Evolution is vast & you need to progress Heed the Goddess, She breathes in all of us Gaia is within, forget the liars & sins of Maya You’ve been to higher abodes We used to live within them & admire their souls Glowing like the fires of old of Zoroastrians Know where your path begins & follow it closely through beckoned hollows to the ocean Your sorrows are opiates For tomorrow there’s hope yet