It's blindness what your warrens became Lest you descend to depths you can't fathom Fragments of Yetzirah to feed the circle If more is less then you'll become all Why to embrace a dreamland perishing? Well, I abandoned my sight so I can See To shun the false light, Yaldabaoth Garden of Assiah under his rule tyrannical 'Coz-mos wherein the false mirror's idol Shall be chocked by the dimness of its own