Hot Stepper at the Gates of Hell

who now pleads with the ancestors
seeing with naked eyes the gates of the dead

who now sees the impossibility of life
finding at last the answer to the question

and wonders how it could all be so ugly
if it be under the power of god

and wonders how it could be so petty
despite the promise of colour and glory

now asks of the ancestors
illumination of the path to the end

now despairs with the ancestors
the lack of light before

now understands, like the ancestors
the nature of the prison

as with imploding ego and drowning despair
the scales fall before the gates of hell.