Petrified in Ancient Megaliths
Voices, I hear the voices
Voices are in my brain
They are ancients, older than Earth
They are more ancient than Sun
Arrived from beyond of outer space
They appeal to me

Cataleptic forms of life
Petrified in ancient megaliths
They are waiting for awake
Their whispers hypnotize me
Visions of deep space erase the valley of life and death

My blood flows on the stones
The veins are disclosed
The gates are opened
We become the part of one whole
The cold of thousand yearss penetrates into my body
My brain fills with darkness
My mind becomes clear
Cromlech begins to hinge
My own becomes a stone