Fly blue sky, voices keep calling,
bidding me [bad word]  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 [bad word] soon.

This is termination,
the [bad word] of your life.