Voices, I hear the voices Voices are in my brain They are ancients, older than Earth They are more ancient than Sun Arrived from beyond of outer space They appeal to me Cataleptic forms of life Petrified in ancient megaliths They are waiting for awake Their whispers hypnotize me Visions of deep space erase the valley of life and d**h
My blood flows on the stones The veins are disclosed The gates are opened We become the part of one whole The cold of thousand yearss penetrates into my body My brain fills with darkness My mind becomes clear Cromlech begins to hinge My own becomes a stone