Laying on black shiny marble

The lustrous floor of secret senses

Blended within a royal night to provoke

My tempest



Raising my red jewel

Through the atmosphere of magnificence

Physically alone so pure and clean

In a fragrance of solemness...



Attracting the silver green flash

The spots from the five high-lights

Vibrating my words, VIBRATIN MY WORDS...

All through the royalty of the night...



Brought away, deep down...

Abrupt as the speed of the light



A huge temple of infinite brightness

Staring hard at me

As pure nature in person, is thinking me dead..



Catching its glance of mysticism

Tasting the emblem of

My Third Eye...



[Chorus:]

In the intense domain of grievousness(6x)



As the temple grows rough!!!

I clearly feel the blowing thunders breath

As crowded wind, but from my mouth!?



As the temple grows rough!!!

I clearly hear the blowing thunders beat

As crowded thumps, but from my heart!?