Oh lotus born, let not your mind be distracted
Oh lotus born, focus the abstraction
Into the eye of Horus

I float in the pools of reflection
Entranced by what I’ve grown to loathe

Mother Sun, breed rays upon the fathomless depths behind these eyes
Father Moon, destroy the arctic grip that chokes my mind
Mother Sun, reveal to me the eternal rays of life
Father Moon, show me how to love the darkness inside
The darkness inside

I pry open the doors of perception
"Reveal to me my true reflection"
I wish to be the love that moves the Sun and stars
The Sun and stars

Mother Sun, breed rays upon
The fathomless depths behind these eyes
Father Moon, destroy the arctic grip
That chokes my mind

Why do we loathe to love ourselves?
Why do we grasp our hearts with ash-filled hands?
Don’t be afraid to live, the Sun's no longer cold
Take a breath, fill your lungs, equalize the soul

There could be no light without the dark
There could be no yin without the yang

We must become the balance
Close your eyes, lean back, and just float
Why do we loathe to love ourselves?