A primordial seed bequeathed to each
The tantric yogi is now within
like natures baby forever manifesting
turbulant tides ride the sea of sins
A wave of energy surges through each chakra
turning what was once solid into free flowing aqua
the serpent arises from her sacred slumber
as signs embody symoblic numbers
Now to finally see through the eye of the overseer
having sold my soul for the sparkle of Sophia
This occult gnostic tradition imbewed in obeah
And God, where is God? in this cotastrophia!
Relaxed i am back where reality is wealth
breath in ever deeply and centre myself
Ill-usions abound but me i am free
free from the shackels that once harnessed me
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