With heads for tails we've wrapped around the world Our amber paths are etched to globes in code We ride on tigers through fields of young and old We search among you men looking for gold Within the mines of human minds we seek to gain the Masters of the Name: Are you the fire or just another flame? We are the fluids that dance upon the rest We follow deeper laws possessed within this mess We perch atop the very writhing beast Out of reach are we from all its claws and teeth Our lives are shot to god from living bows We live in streams of mercury We're a current through the centuries As legends fade and Kali wakes Our fate owes no faith to this age So we spend the final days looking for gold The smoke that rises from our stone will turn this world to dust High and low, above below We look in places no one goes To boil the base and to transmute the world We Pan the rivers endlessly To forge a golden dynasty Our chemistry turns living into light. We beat the drum to stir the elements They separate to liberate the best Our suns are rising west transcend the meek Our laws will part the golden from the weak The bees decide who listens and who speaks Their golden mead is fed to heads we keep New worlds and paths do these new minds conceive Not those who could become but those who be We wont rest until the Golden Dawn We fight with our black books in this grim war... Whole in the broken, straight in the bent We make the muddy waters clear We plunge to depths unknown for the adepts We secure conditions for the rest And we rise On horses black we plunder through The white with serpents eggs strapped to Our backs are turned against the silver moon Transcend transmute to absolutes The serpent sun illuminates Our golden age where all the lead is gone