Saturn the ancient one, The old man with the scythe and crutch, Stubborn, passive-aggressive, materialistic as such, Crystallization, frustration, thoughts that scramble all you know, Between the rays, a journey, a skull and a crow, Death of the profane, am I going insane, Self perpetuated delusions race through my brain, Surrender our materiality, light up your soul, The first step can't be made unless you take control,  Images turn to salt, as they enter man from above, The fires burning bright, from the alchemists with love, Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust, Burn away dross, enlightenment a must, Death of the profane am I going insane, Self perpetuated delusions race through my brain, Surrender our materiality, light up your soul, The first step can't be made unless you take control, Take me down the spiral staircase, Into the depths of the subconscious, The electronic belt, the astral plane and the unconscious, Take me there, oh cherubim, Guide my feet, my heart, and my mind.