The spirit and the bride say come to that land so far away

Where the White Queen will hold eternal sway

And all the Land is blessed for near and far

Right into the realms of the Black Kings eternal bar

None can take away her chief delight

Not even the remembrance of the deadly night

Where once reigned sin and death but now no more

As all the souls of Queens and Kings race to the golden shore

The Black King traffics them away in the midst of life

Releasing them from the threat of judgment now rife

For at last the day has come and eternal life is won

Under the auspices of the Black King – the Eternal Son

Do not hesitate or allow lack of faith in intervene

To replace the feeling so distant and serene 

Look up, the eternal land is is full and glorious view

To all who follow Him who their love does not eschew.

Come joyful Queens and Kings to glorious heights

And fill your mind and heart with these glorious sights.