A flash they did not see Ended them.
Ending more than bodies.
But also souls and Soul.

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh

And what did it ever profit men
That we gained the world
But lose our souls
What did it ever profit men

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh

Not flood this time but fire
Are there no good men in Sodom?
No God ordains this end
The fault – not in our stars but in us.

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh

Five million souls—and more—
No time to flee bodies,
No time to look on dead shells,
To wonder at a freeing from the physical.

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh

No shades of ancestors,
no beloved To greet them.
Astral bodies, koshas, kas—
Torn apart.

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh

Shredded shades.
The Dreamtime blown apart
In the mad time, the bad time,
The end time.

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh

Genes, memes, dreams scattered, shattered
None remain to hold memory.
None to return to in dreams.
None to be born or born again

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh

The ancestors did not fear to die
They knew that we would rise, like them
To breathe the air and greet the stars
Not to still the air and scorch the skies

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh

Are there no good men – and women – in Sodom
None to see beyond the veil?
None to hold the world with love
So fierce it turns the fire?

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh

Where is the cavalry coming over the hill?
At the very last moment
To turn the tide
To stall the night

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh

Lose the world to save our souls
Clown, sage, child, hero waken now
Thou art that – Go go Now.
Beyond Awakening. Go. Now.

Gah-teh gah-teh pah-rah-gah-teh pah-rah-sahm-gah-teh boh-dee swah-ha .

(Gone, gone, gone beyond, gone completely beyond—Awakening, so be it.)