| Termination |
|---|
| Fly blue sky, voices keep calling, |
| bidding me welcome. |
| Why maiden land, |
| luring me closer, forbiden land. |
| And as I’m Standing closer, |
| those natives step beyond. |
| Release the mortal patterns, |
| my mind I post beyond. |
| Spinning in circles, |
| Miracles happen, |
| As lower life life shows me in to my doom, |
| spirit will striken, |
| the end will come soon. |
