The mark is on you now
The furnace sealed inside your
How happy is the human soul
Not enslaved by dull control
Left
As above so below
All things come from the one
Now you
And did those feet in ancient times
Walk upon England’s mountains
So this is dreamtime and all is quiet
So this is
In the darkness the ravens head
In the courtyard clothed in
Bring the toys out for the boys
Let the children make
Wash away the blackness with the silver rain
Don’t turn away
There are 12 commandments
There are 12 divisions
12 are the pagans
This is the maze of life, this is the maze