You Cannot Come

The keys grasped firmly in my hand,
They open the door to a far away land.

Don't follow me I'm set upon my path,
You'd only find the knowing of God's wrath.

I tell you these things with good reason,
The last who partake are accused of treason.

You'll come to see the truth plain out,
Even you'd be inside out without a doubt.

From my heart it will come unto you,
You'll become enlightened without a clue.

Simple words you should be following,
If you don't heed my mine you'll be left wallowing.

There's been much I've had to overcome,
Stayed behind in the sight of some.

I ask you in advance to examine a warning,
It will bide us all time for the light to shine morning.