Mystified as I can see a light
As I go passing by
So high
I'm soaring through the sky
Up there a spirit in the air
Is calling me toward the brilliant light

And I am mysified by the brilliant light
Some things can't be spoken
Mystified by the brilliant light
The truth remains unbroken

Hypnotised by strange and curious sights as flowers bend and sigh
And sigh
And floating in the sky
Up there a garden in the air
Is calling me through the fragrant night

And I am mysified by the silver light
Some things can't be spoken
Mystified by the brilliant light
The light remains unbroken

Mesmerized by the Empyrean light
As angels swirl and fly
So high
Revolving in the sky so clear
Are nine celestial spheres encircling me in concentric lights

And I am soaring beyond
Through the transcendent light
Beginning my mystical journey
Light after light with a centre so bright
Enveloped by angels of glory
Mystified by the brilliant light

Mystified as I transcend the light . . .