We are sooth great in our scruffiness  never can be butterfly altered to eagle  Thousand of subsistences  so blind and vainglorious  We are just a grain of sand  carried by the wind in the vast desert  We are falling into the void of our pride  The light of wisdom is hidden from the sight  astral world's gates are still closed  Imprisoned by our material existence  we are loosing the wings of spiritual being  "We are sooth great in our scruffiness"  Peer into your heart  and your eyes will see.  Lot of things are between the heaven and the earth, there  but just abiding ones can understand  We are doomed to live in darkness  so "Long life to the new King !"