--The Journey-- 

By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey starts 
Two men incensed by one man's journey from the past 
In Iceland, where the mountain stood with pride 
They set off with their guide 
To reach the mountain side 

Roped as one for safety through the long descent 
Into the crater of volcanic rock they went 
Look up from our telescopic laair, 
One star for us to share, 
We continue on our prayer. 

Crystals of opaque quartz, studded limpid tears, 
Forming magic chandeliers, lighting blistered galleries.