From the lowest world, from a physical trap My duty is to bring back a picture of what God happened to be Trough my concious, trough my memory I shall remember back in time, while (my) dad body is lying down And my soul being dragged by memories Whitdrawing stream of life, flushing all sins and victories Seven gates are waiting, seven heavens await This time I shall remember, that we forget, that we forget One step closer to the source, in purgatory ransom is rich This time with sacrificed history So here I am to try again, unlocking the world's deepest mysteries Seven gates are waiting, seven heavens await This time I shall remember, that we forget, that we forget