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