Temples built of the stone of earth,

The unforetold beginning of Primal Birth.
For a I am man till the end,

For a man is what I am so I will ascend.

The Guardian of the Day,

I sweat from my labor to every given way.

I am the Guardian of the Night,

Feel my Love and Light!

The winds give the exit for the mind,

The land is the weakness and the bind.

The waters are the clearing of intuition,

The fires drft me away from superstition.

Bliss! Bliss! Bliss!

This is my state!

Bliss! Bliss! Bliss!

Throw open the gate!

Me of the magick,
Follow the Path that is not Tragick!

Walk with the coals bold,

Not with the greed of Gold!