The friends heart is a sacred place

Filled with both Love and Hate

With no warning as to what is revealed

Until its let out then we wish it was concealed

Working together with the friend

Opens the love hidden within

As we fall into descents of immeasurable forces

We open the books and feel the sources

Bringing the descent to an ascent

With all our work, there can be no contempt

Only seeking to reveal

The Creator between us that is concealed

Indeed he is there waiting with open arms

It's only the Will To Receive that fears the harm

But there is no harm coming our way

Only a new perception turning night into day

So wake up my brothers and come out to play