There is a kingdom beyond the shades Right at the Rainbow's end A stairway for the blind and the insane Where only heroes descend One rambler on steps of stone Whispering prayers of old To conjure the Great Unknown While the sunset dissolves Protected by the shield of faith The figure walks on by Past watchers made of skulls and bones On to the dead of night In the darkness Kindling fires Carry voices... down. Away from corridors of frozen ages A source of wisdom is found Spells written on invisible pages Shake the sky and the ground Upon the waves of a cosmic breeze The bold rambler rides Godsend from hallowed trees An axe of flame divine A revelation of days to come Appears before his eyes... The execution of a thousand suns Like universal cries