Sand Baptism

He stares at the sky Humbled by what he does not know One looming eye Its secrets still beyond his hold "Why do you choose to taunt us so?" "What earthly discourse could you know" Fruitlessly reap and sow Anointed in the sand below Conduit; the sun speaks to you In consummate form this child now is imbued Collective incumbent, the way revealed to you This congregation folds upon the grains that you choose Born of the sand The scraping masses of life Born of the sun May they be lifted on high Born of the blood Their sacrifice to the circles, when they are brought to the stone Those born of blood, sand, stone They have no right Transcending what is known I am the light I am the sun And I am the moon once told of Empty my skin, I am ready I am the sun I am the moon Empty your skin I am ready Born in the ash and then lead to the surface Our day will never end Born in the ash and then lead to the surface The monarchy of the sun Born in the ash and then lead to the surface The sun will never set Born in the ash and then lead to the surface I am the way and the truth Born of the sand The scraping masses of life Born of the sun May they be lifted on high Born of the blood Their sacrifice to the circles, when they are brought to the stone. I am the sun And I am the moon once told of Empty my skin, I am ready... for aeons to come I am the sun I am the moon