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On the following Friday as I turned out the light,

Grandma' came and knocked at my door.

"Wake up King, wake up my dear, I am gonna

show you about the house of Amon!"

It is time for tea, it is time again!

"Even Your mother is present,

we made her sleep in my rocking chair".

At first I felt really scared but there was no reason to,

as I saw the knife sneaking out from Grandmother's dress

then it cut a tiny wound in my mother's little hand.

It is time for tea, it is time again!

Blood was running into the tea pot

then I heard "Them" laugh.

"A bit of this in a cup of tea

is what it takes to set "Them" free.

You will hear "Them" telling stories

from far beyond this earth".

What I saw and what I heard

made me want to stay and learn.

I really hope this dream will never end!

It's hard to describe the kind of feeling

that went on in my mind, a paradise.

Hearing "Their" stories and feeling "Their" warmth,

we laughed with tears in our eyes from the first

cup of tea to the last drop of blood.

Nothing seemed

to matter at all anymore,

my mother, she didn't exist to me.

Oh I felt so heavenly!

It is time for tea, it is time again!