From the temple stone
Smokes the lambsbread
Through dream, sleep and in waking
Toward the weed fields
To That which holds the worlds
Walks the Sinsemillian

Refutes death
Remains stoned constantly
The dealer breaks the eclipse

Backpatch
All are stoned thereafter

Stoned chariot ascending
Smokes the true believer

Life complete
The dealer is my refuge

Heavy dry weight
Hasheeshian smoked relief

Backpatch
Iommic life complete