We, those of the idolized
Always stream forward
Like an endless current
Running nowhere at all
It leads us forwards
Presence at times so clear
it seems to see and hear
As the ever present matter
Are they dark or grey?
Who can really tell?
The snake seems harmless
Right until the end
And now we welcome you,
The idolized one
Who may spoil my soul
Wipe it clean and good
Now we welcome you,
The idolized one
Whispers in dark places
When you visit those within
Now we welcome you,
The idolized one
We who walk as guardians
As the dark in a grey world
Now we welcome you,
The idolized one

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