Bisected by an icy wind, assaulted by the snow In battle with the elements, whichever way I go Blinded by remorseless glare, relentless summer sun Rain lashed intermittently resilience the key I have flown uncontrolled through the astral plain Exhilarating pleasure, a prelude to pain With numerous diversions, upon my pathway stand Knowledge is my quest, of astral self and land And rocky is the path, well trodden by me Fly with me this night, see what I can see And rocky is the path, well trodden by me Take me by the hand see what I can see Adapting ancient ways, absorbed in new beliefs Systematic infiltration, secret shrouded supplication Hysteria looms with menace Spawned of poisoned tongues Meticulous misinformation, velvet gloved manipulation Embrace the sorrow, lie down with the pain Master emotion, cast off all shame
rocky, trodden, astral, intermittently, bisected