The weight of my soul will decide it's final resting place And a voice much closer will shout into my ear I have found the gate, most people won't see I have felt the pain, as into the bells
A second death, and those, next view, who dwell Content in fire, for that they hope to come To leave that ample space, where to return Thou burnest, for this centre here beneath
In the dead embers of the fire, now cold and black I came to understand many things which I didn't know I have found the gate, most people won't see I have felt the pain, as into the bells