Firelight in the distance, it looks as if there’s a procession going on
Within the stones, but when I get near it’s just a woman sat on her own.

She stands, starts walking towards me, elegantly, ‘til I am close enough to see
Her splendour, vividly, and her lips parting as she says these words to me.

“Welcome back to the Temple
Though I know you don’t realise why you’re here
I’ve predicted your downfall for years
For life to strike you a blow this severe.

You knew your body’s your Temple
Yet still you poisoned it beyond belief
Instead of seeking the source of your grief
You sought John’s ephemeral relief.”

She began to shed her Beauty Queen cocoon, leaving a withered crone in front of me, warning me that “Things are seldom as they appear.”

“You need to pay careful attention to your instincts, and the way you feel
You see the Devil’s at his deadliest, when you’re thinking he’s not real.”

“Welcome back to the Temple
Though I know you don’t realise why you’re here
I’ve predicted your downfall for years
For life to strike you a blow this severe.

You knew your body’s your Temple
Yet still you poisoned it beyond belief
Instead of seeking the source of your grief
You sought John’s ephemeral relief.”

“Here the St. Michael line, it passes through the Temple
With it bringing an energy and power to the stones
Some day the chosen one shall return to the Temple
With a ring he can use to harness this for his own.

He must follow the Serpent’s trail around the Temple
For the sun circle promises new life when recharged
He can then reconstruct his body to a Temple
For rebirth and renewal will be granted to him only when his intentions are pure.

So are your motives true?
‘Cause the chosen one’s you.”