Time turns slowly,
like a creeping grindstone on the
twilight of a new millennium.

The mist clears,
revealing the gateway
to the dimensions of the
past and present.

A new world awaits me on
the other side.
My urge to love burns deep within.
I must stay true to myself and
to the dream.

To heed the telepathic
celestial scriptures.
To fight for what I believe.

To abolish conformity.
To be free, body and mind.

Unity in numbers,
but only as strong as the
weakest believer.

Armed and ready,
alone at the gate,
I honor my destiny.

The future is my reality.

Let the heavens be my witness.

I will be triumphant.