In the dark I saw
A door open to a room
Of shimmering gold
There was even a golden person
Sitting in total peace
And up above I noticed a window
Where a white light
Flashed so bright
So brightly that it blinded me
But in my blindness I could see
In my blindness I knew the space
That provided
Such contentment
For the shimmering golden being
In the golden room
In the golden room
I saw the treasure of the loom
That weaves the dark dark night
With the light of day
In the golden room
In the golden room
I saw how the garden blooms
With arms outstretched
To the solar zenith at high noon
They wear a feathered headdress
Alchemical feathered headdress
To salute the sun
To receive the sun
To mirror the One
In the golden room

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN