When my mind has declined reason and rhyme And decided to fly to a higher climb To the Divine A place where angels dine And there’s no crime All’s always fine Where no one dies And the only cries rise from those who’ve realized That all truth lies Where the King resides And you’re always beside Him Just to the right And it always is day And there’s never a night There’s no reasons to fight There’s no black, only white And no darkness, just Light You’re not bad, you’re alright There’s no poor and no blight And no blind, only sight Only filled appetite By the praising of Christ There’s no storms and no rain No ego and no shame And no hurt and no pain Just an infinite plain Of amazingest Grace That no words can explain But they say I’m insane And I’m killing my brain By erasing the pain Of a life so untame And I should be ashamed By the obvious stain That I choose to remain In the womb of eL’Áine