A nexus fruition, whirling cognition Ulterior, the failing of words A pageant to leave me bewildered Lurch at the sight of the clandestine ascendancy Pervading anima An awe-struck principle, an adytum to find our home Long for the rapture again Crave for the pristine light Vastness engulfing the soul Unfurling this truth, an orbit in sovereignty Sown into deep darkness The grain has to die, perish to bestow new life A vis major painting a rapturous view Heralding a vivid thema Heed, it's like calling the rain It's like bearing in pain Like embracing life an decaying in death Heed, it's like calling the rain It's like the caress of a mother Like life to go withered, a perennial pneuma I will not forget what I arose from Decidual the forests proclaim The glory primal, the rapturous supremacy Vanquishing the vile Burgeoning beyond, bearing the essence of life Crave for the rapture again Long for the pristine light