How can I stop?
How can I seal?

The gates of time
The moving wheel

As heavens flow
As truths reveal

The Satan's soul
Your sin his meal

An empty thought
A lazy deal

I see abyss
My worth I feel

The ends denial
As if were surreal

So deep so wide
So strong so real

His presence true
His essence real

His is all being
His truth but sealed

I see his presence
I get his feel

No end I see
No shell to peal

But it is me
Who can't reveal

The truth and shine
The heavens seal

His presence great
Like deep abyss

My greatest worth
Is that I am his creation