Tear Down Your Walls

Who are you, man? Walking on this earth of misery
Condemned to vain existence, following low things
The truly Grand surrounds you, though it never reaches you
As you are a prisoner of your poor knowledge

Who is it to redeem you? This invisible figure
The ruler of your dreams?
Whose help do you implore when your horizon is not enough?
Is it God?

You find yourself enclosed in this room
From which there is no way out
There is no door that opens to your knocking
But a drawbridge that closes in front of you

Your inner self is hidden behind walls
The cold walls of your inner self
Shielding you from the outer world

You determine the point of time
At which you open yourself to this present world
At which you allow contact by weak media -
Through your senses, that deceive you

You see the dawn but true light never reaches you
You sense warmth but you are
Surrounded by frost
The Serpent, the Evil, the Lord of Darkness
Reawakens and leads the way

Secret knowledge, forgotten over milennia
Discloses itself to you, tears down your walls
You receive strength but not from within yourself

It is the contrast between darkness and light
A dark access to the Gateway to the Underworld
Opens within the fires of Re
That donate you light to honour the Sun:
The passage to a new Kingdom is created